May 22, 2010

On a lighter note,

On the High Line they have these little flimsy chairs for people to sit on. People group them in odd ways. Did 4 people sit abreast?

On a ledge in front of a church. I'm guessing you're not welcome to rest your weary bones there.

For people like him who don't get the hint. Perhaps they need spikes too.

Whenever I look up in the sky and see a plane going over I can't help but wonder where it's going. I never think of Cleveland or Dallas. I imagine it's headed somewhere more exotic like Morocco or Bangkok. Each one reminds me that I'm not living life to the fullest and I'm filled with wanderlust. I should be on that plane. Unless it IS going to someplace like Des Moines or Detroit.

Most of 42nd Street has become as commercialized and sterile as Disneyland but for some reason the area around 42nd and 9th Avenue is still as shitty as ever. Actually it's the only interesting part of 42nd Street left. It was so much cooler years ago with it's seedy strip clubs, whores and hustlers. At least then it had character.

1 comment:

  1. Incredible photographs! I agree, 42nd street was better when it was seedy and grimey. Thanks for taking this picture. You should shoot that same street corner in a couple of years - see if it's been "Disneyfied" yet. ~CT