Everyone knows a certain someone who loves books and who loves to hangout in bookstores. And if you look closely: mystery, true crime, love and sex, thriller. I mean really! And between true crime and love and sex – well this is too delicious to pass up. I chose love and sex but what do I know? The image itself lacks a little clarity and focus. But does it?
I was slogging through the Metropolitan Museum of Art racing to see all the masterpieces. This is definitely not the way to do it. An article in the NY Times was out a few days later exhorting visitors to view a single work for an extended time say twenty minutes or more. It might prove to be a more memorable experience. So I noticed this girl in a tux and no socks. Luckily I had my trusty brand new spiffy camera ready to snap. Art in a museum., imagine that. I love interactive.
The area is called DUMBO. It’s under the Manhattan Bridge. Get it? The city has revived the waterfront and created a park. Build it and they will come. On a given sunny weekend there are loads of people and a residential address has cache now. So I stitched a panorama together. It’s raw and needs plenty of work. It should be shot over again. I probably won’t do it. The Brooklyn Bridge is to the left. And way back is the Williamsburg Bridge. No kidding, this was not a place to walking around ten years ago.
I’m not a great one to embrace change. Then again things change around me constantly. Our primary residence was sold recently. I have no known address nor a hardline phone. Well it’s not that extreme…. Following up on yesterday’s post, I wrote about my Nikon D200 camera. It was new at the time of yesterday’s image. And now I have upgraded to the Nikon D610. Images are posted here. Drat! A week later Nikon announced the D750. Last time around Nikon announced the D300 about a week after I got the D200. I mean, come on!! They just released the D610 didn’t they?. And I got a spiffy fast lens in the FX 24-70mm zoom. The first events were the Indian Powwow in Southampton and the West Indian Day Parade in Brooklyn. I wish I could say there was a standout image right away. But no, there were many images, too many to really say there is one quintessential image. Nowadays I use several cameras, all for different reasons. Point and shoot Canon G12 and S100 as well as iPhone images are mixed in. What I can say is that I shot eleven thousand images in the first month with the Nikon D610. New lens, new camera, I have been getting very nice shots and have certainly using the new equipment.
I looked through my archive. The day was crystal clear. It was what I call a ‘blue sky day.’ No clouds, crisp autumn air and I was getting ready for work. I have a view south but the WTC is just out of sight from my kitchen window. The smoke initially caught my attention. I thought it was too much smoke to be coming from lower Manhattan. As it turns out I had seen the smoke from the first explosion and then went to the roof where I could look south. I expected the fire would be controlled quickly. NYC FD is very good. The second explosion threw me. I have no perspective from my view. Then I realized that the two building are not side by side and that fire from one could not simply jump across. This shot is just after the second jet hit the WTC. Not long after the buildings collapsed one at a time. Ten years later I was down at the site and flags were placed in a park. All the names of the victims were inscribed. The profound loss is still haunting – all the more because I was so close to the scene.
Jules and I staged some shots against cousin Vicki’s Japanese maple. I got to hold Nellie. We did random sessions like this. I used a DSLR, which was too heavy for selfies. Undoubtedly that is what I would have staged now. Yes there is an iPhone and a point and shoot handy for the shot. And no, Photoshop post processing is not an alternative in this case.
This image has Andrew Cuomo current governor of NY. At the time he was attorney general. And there is former governor Elliot Spitzer to the left. His political career is legend. His brother is a fellow neurosurgeon. And the blonde is Hilary, the one and only. Even politicians walk as group politically arranged. The then current Mayor Bloomberg walked in his own group elsewhere. This was the one Columbus Day parade I attended. What was striking was how this was staged. A crowd of people walked in the avenue to the left of the politicians here. They provided a background crowd. The cameras were to the right of the politicians. This meant that as they walked there was an enthusiastic crowd of placard waving supporters always present in their background. It makes me sorry to see how the media is manipulated to give false impressions.
Why not? People get married everyday. I guess mostly weekends are preferred dates to get married. But in a public way everyone gets to celebrate with you. This couple was rushing along to get pictures along the boat lake in the park. Okay I get the photographer dressed casually. The bride has pants under the dress and her jacket over it. The groom might need to grow into his tux. My first impression is that his shoes are not formal either. No matter, a newly wed couple is always a fine photo opportunity.
During Ramadan the Balad is covered in lighting. I was too early to see the entertainment. But the lights are welcoming. I am simply amazed that the camera figured out this complex scene and calculated the proper exposure and white balance. I got to compose and shoot. No complaints from me. It helps if you have a fast lens. I took this single shot and it was fine by me. Now for the entertainment….
I’ve been to the restaurant on top of the World Trade Center. Restaurants being what they are it was not too difficult to get a reservation as long as it was done in advance. I need not mention it no longer exists. This occasion was for my thirtieth birthday and Lisa sprang the surprise. I don’t have a shot of the view. It is of course why you go there. What’s in my archive are several pictures of how we looked a lot of years ago. No I wouldn’t embarrass Lisa with mention of age. Suffice it to say that these pictures were at the same age as my kids are now.
John and Eric, well, we were all pretty young. I was there at the restaurant on a couple other occasions once for a significant birthday for my neurosurgery chairman Joe Ransahoff. Of course there’s no going back. The restaurant was lost forever on 9/11. My kids never ate here. But they did once come to the top when the Frary’s visited.