Blog reader: “Tell me how he died…” Vince: “I will tell you how he lived.” Adapted, with a smirk, from The Last Samuraï When I came to New York City eight years ago, inbound from beautiful Vancouver and landing at Newark’s International Airport for a coffee – yes, I had flown across North America to come have coffee with a stranger in…Details
Those of you with a certain nationality are automatically disqualified. The rest can play and guess what and where this structure is… Toy world I once more apologize for the relative silence around here. It reflects much noise off-camera and unrest to say the least. But smoother days will be back. Coming soon, The Flying Years – Part…Details
A the very northern tip of our Manhattan Island sits Inwood Hill Park. A face-lifted and heavily reshaped Spuyten Duyvil Creek separates the island from continental Bronx. Across the narrow river arm, a giant “C” (For Columbia University, which is nowhere in sight but has sports fields on the insular side – and proper propaganda…Details
I don’t really like low-cost airlines, but that is a cool plane.
This is an eerie sight for a Monday morning. The party must have been harsh last night. Here is the view down 6th Avenue towards the south, Macy’s right behind me Not Shot With My iPhone 6 (but with my Samsung) Similar posts: As Life Goes on in New York City New York City Marathon…Details
These are slack times when it comes to blogging and photography. I am New York-saturated. Better days will come. For now, a single image of deer in Cold Spring a couple of weekends ago – there were seven or eight of them, a bit skittish but a nice sight so close to civilization. Skittish Similar…Details