Photos: John and Suzanne’s Mom.
Only in New York will you find people who care what happens to pigeons.
I was in crazy and wonderful New York for a few days. The occasion was the memorial for my friend Manny Kirchheimer, who was, as A.O. Scott of the New York Times once said, “an indispensable New York filmmaker, a noticer and a listener without peer.”
I walked around a lot and took pictures. And since I was in the city, I went to see “Egon Schiele: Living Landscapes” at the Neue Galerie, which was great. I do think New York museums have an awful lot of rules and waiting lines, but if you expect that, it’s easier to accept.
Among sights that caught my eye were giant murals by Chitra Ganesh in Penn Station (see Art at Amtrak). The hands offering pomegranates were on a pillar.
Although I can never compete with blogger Sherry’s Thursday Doors, which she gathers on a continent that really knows doors, I shot a New York one for her.
The two shots of Central Park are similar to ones I’ve taken before and shared, but every time I see that fantasy bridge or the Narnia lamp posts, I see them anew.
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What a great Art moderne lamp! Nice shots of Central Park too.
When I was a young teen, I was told it was too dangerous to go near that park in the morning. Now the mornings see it filled with walkers, runners, bikers, dog walkers… Why? Because the people rose up to take care of it.
New York holds a place in my heart, I need to visit again soon!
It’s a wonderful city. Kind of dirty, but still just the best!