Yesterday I mentioned that subways below ground are devoid of color, while above ground, the full visible spectrum dominates. I’m not certain whether my photo below is the exception to this rule or if all of Brooklyn is black and white.
The underground world of New York City’s subways is black and white. Even though my sample size is small (based on my photographs of the past two days: Underground at Union Square, The Other Side), I am sure this is a fact. However, entryways to this twilight world can be very colorful indeed.
I loved the intricate tilework built-in to many of New York City’s subway stations. Occasionally there are tile failures, as illustrated in today’s entry of my Subway Series. Some failures could be avoided. In this case, I would fault the decision to build a wall that blocks the view of the platform on the other side of […]
Underground passageways have been a theme of my dreams since childhood. One source of this dream content (in addition to the contribution of general psychological factors) could be a trip to see the Yankees at Yankee Stadium with my dad when I was a kid. We saw Mickey Mantel, Yogi Berra, Roger Maris and company play. They […]
I am using this opportunity to begin a showcase of some of the photographs I took when I lived in New York City from the 1980s to the early 2000s. The photos below are selections from the photographs I took during my rides on the subway.