Going to Work

I'm still going through older images - trying to pair them up with new shots. It is sort of a weird city in that way. Cliche I guess but I can't get over the contrasts and contradictions. That might just be because Manhattan always felt like a foreign place to me - growing up in the Bronx. I don't remember - nor when I went back - did I see the same sort of visual clashes. Manhattan is not so much a mixing bowl as a blender operating at high speed.

Man, Marathon Bars

Blue-eyes has taken to selling candy; in this case - Marathon Bars. I bought one from him and then tossed it in the garbage since it was soggy. God only knows where they'd had come from.

Chrysler Reflection

I added this print to the NEW PRINTS section.

Trying to get out of the rain, I stepped into the Chrysler Building lobby. It was cool - dark - like a beautiful tomb. I approached one of the lobby guards and asked if they had any tours - that it would be great to go up to the top of the building.

He told me: no tours. And nothing to see up there anyway.

Was he blind. Even the lobby was a pre-modern masterpiece like the Sistine Chapel. Walk in there sometimes and just look at how it is softly lit - as if a chapel to what was once modern. A chapel to progress.

When I stepped back out - I saw the reflection of the Chrysler building in the new-fangled (probably 1960-ish) building and snapped this shot. I mean - just that - snapped this and walked out grumbling about the "no tours" business. How blind can people be?