If you have ever spent a significant amount of time in a large metropolis, you will know that there are at least three major ways to view a city: at street level; from a distance (think skyline); and from above. While each of these vantage points have their charms, for many urbanites, a high perch from which to observe life below qualifies as a guilty pleasure.
I have lived in several Brooklyn neighborhoods, in apartments steadily rising: first at ground level; then a few floors up; later on the eleventh floor and now to an even higher floor. I relish the view, which encompasses a wide variety of neighborhoods and landmarks. I also appreciate the distance from the din of traffic and commerce, and the ability to see weather systems approaching and the setting sun.
Now I will share some shots with you, see if they bring you pleasure!
Having visited museums on three continents, I still get a thrill out of calmly strolling in to my “local” great art institution- The Metropolitan Museum Art. I come in with an idea of exactly what I want to see, fresh feet, and (some) sense of direction. I have the luxury of having visited many times. I have carved out this time for a visit and am not just checking this “site” off my list.
I’m not knocking tourists- it is not always an easy job- sensory and muscle fatigue are common. My most recent visit to the Met put me there in the height of New York City’s tourist season. Tens of millions of tourists flock to the City and of these, a large percentage pass through the Met’s doors.
I decided to isolate myself from the throngs of selfie-takers by focusing on HUMAN elements in the museum. For this reason, statues attracted me. Here are some poor quality mobile phone shots that I think are still splendid in their human-ness.
Within of my favorite places, the Brooklyn Botanical Garden, I recently discovered the reinvigorated Native Flora Garden. I found it to be an incredible escape from thejangle of life in New York City. Brookyn’s three million human inhabitants so often get the upper hand and it is easy to forget that we are not alone in the city. This garden is cool and quiet and ripe with life, the perfect respite on a busy summer day.
Over the past 15 years, I have been primarily interested in documenting city life both at home in New York and abroad. Parks and green spaces within urban areas have also been a frequent theme in my photography. However, last fall I began taking some photography classes that have encouraged me to expand my repertoire. These experiences have encouraged me to look up, down, and sideways for the unexpected within the city’s confines, for happy accidents that create interesting visual imagery.
Here are a few of my recent photographic experiments. I hope you enjoy them!
I tend to wax poetic in my posts about New York City. Today I will not cover art, music, dance or culture. I will simply share some photos taken with my Samsung Galaxy 7 camera while enduring an extra long wait for the bus in Brooklyn. Waiting, after all, is part of contemporary life, especially for urbanites.
This is a mini post to serve as an update to last summer’s chronicle of my trip to The Bronx’s Grand Concourse neighborhood. Two friends and I recently went back to the area, braving the January chill to climb the many hills of Riverdale in the Northwest Bronx.
It was a great escape, we felt like we had travelled Upstate, but in fact we never left New York City. There’s a lovely, leafy suburban vilkage feeling to the place, even in the dead of winter.
If you go, I recommend fortifying yourself at Tin Marin, where you can enjoy tasty tapas and drinks in avrelaxed setting. http://www.tinmarintapas.com