Frost Catch of the Night


These hardy fishermen at Steeplechase Pier were among the few people encountered last night by photographer Bruce Handy on his walk through snowy Coney Island. Later this month, Bruce’s photos will be on view in “A Stroll Through Coney Island Among Friends,” a photo exhibit featuring the work of five photographers and friends. The exhibit opens on February 22 at Coney Island USA’s Shooting Gallery/Arts Annex on Surf Avenue.

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EAP’s Bronx Retreat

poe cottage

When Edgar Allan Poe Needed to Get Away, He Went to the Bronx… – nice article and pictures at Smithsonian –

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Mountainous Musings


For the past twenty years Jake Berthot has painted his vision of the Catskill Mountains, where he has lived since 1994, after living in Manhattan, much of it on the Bowery, for thirty years. A painter of what he calls “small sensations,” Berthot has included fourteen paintings and six drawings completed in the last three years, in his current solo exhibition at Betty Cuningham Gallery (October 17–November 30, 2013)…..[read more]: Hyperallergic

Greenwich Village

I lived in Greenwich Village while attending NYU. In those days (the mid- 1970s), the neighborhood teeter-tottered on dilapidation and gentrification. Nowadays, it teeter-totters on elegant dilapidation and exorbitant rents. But some of my most cherished memories are forever hovering throughout this place, even though I’m a native (hence, jaded) New Yorker.

Fabulous 50's

Greenwich Village in New York City is very similar to what I had envisioned through the years it might be like.  Artsy and colorful with beautiful old buildings!

Having arrived in the City the night before, with only four days to explore, I got an early start the following morning walking the 3/4th of a mile to the train, from the home of my Couchsurfing hostess–Maria and her parents–in Brooklyn.  The train ride into Manhattan took anywhere from 35 – 50 minutes, depending on where I was headed, and if I needed to transfer trains.  My experience taking trains in Europe was good practice for the subway here.

I had purchased a book about New York City and tore out the walking tours to have some type of map and plan.  Even with the map, the streets in Greenwich are a bit confusing, because they wind around and connect…

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Don’t Wanna Brag, But…


Yes, indeed. We somehow knew that you could actually kill a person with implements that were forever known to have the potential to be lethal. Scenes of cartoon-oriented and lampoon-oriented mayhem didn’t have to be hidden from us behind cautionary disclaimers and restrictions.

What’s more, there were adults (mature both in body and mind) in those days who usually supervised our various diversions while offering technical advice. When required, their admonishment was also much more thought-provoking and not easily forgotten.

For instance, not once did Moe, Larry or Curly drive me towards hitting another kid over the head with a sledgehammer; nor did Foghorn Leghorn inspire me to plant a bomb under Brandy the Irish Setter who lived next door. “Violence” like that only existed in a caricatured world of  lovable clowns and cartoons; unfortunately, the real violence would exist beyond, and in spite of, the laughter…with or without disclaimers.

Time’s Fluid Visualizations


Times Square

In his series, “Day to Night,” Stephen Wilkes photographs a scene “for a minimum of ten hours, from the same perspective, capturing a fluid visual narrative of day into night within a single frame.”


Washington Square Park


Flatiron Building


Coney Island

Just a Trace of Furnishing


via Global Informer

This is probably taking minimalism to new heights of paucity, while giving street art a more gemütlich look,  but I can appreciate its mobile resourcefulness.