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a trip down the lane – in stripes

It has been a while since an edition was added to the “trip down the lane” series.  I am always collecting shots as I go along and I actually have quite a backlog.  It might not be as long next time. 

The theme is an obvious one… stripes,  but maybe there is a surprise here and there.  Anyway, here we go:

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And finally,  why not PLAID!

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So,  next time then…

 

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a trip down the lane – in B&W

And here we go again, time for another trip down the lane.  This time we are avoiding the color and heading straight into the black and white.  

We will begin on the Upper Eastside.  I rarely venture into the neighborhood.  The rarified air is thick and frankly the people are generally pretty boring to shoot.   This is the part of NY where black really is the majority color and everyone is practically perfect at all times.  Generations and generations of culture and money have created a certain look,  you know it when you see it.  Suffice it to say my culture, upbringing and all the hairspray, make-up and designer duds in the world will never allow me access.. just using the word duds in a sentence is proof.  

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Next we head to midtown on this tour without color

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And of course Union Square never disappoints always one of my favorite places in the city mainly because everyone walks through at some point on the way to somewhere else…  

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And then on to the outer boroughs..

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Today I leave you with the perfect combination of culture and style, the dream look and in my opinion a perfect example of NY Chic.

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Still in New Mexico for a week or so who knows what adventure lies ahead.

today is for the egg-stra special bits…

As is the tradition of Easter Egg hunts there should always be a few surprises along the way.  Today is dedicated to those moments both planned and unplanned.

First up,  Where’s Waldo?  Every day a new location, every day a new clue.  One night at the beginning of our hunting I noticed that an egg kept showing up on the GPS map in a warehouse district in Queens after dark and then leaving early the next day.  Of course it had to be Waldo and it was confirmed with a click.  So on a whim one night, well after dark, we rode the 7 train a few stops to Sunnyside and walked deep into the warehouse district by the train yards.  Never saw Waldo but we were able to “crack” him using the map app. It was easy the next day to follow Waldo into Corona to the Louis Armstrong House.   We tracked him down a couple of more times in various locations… always fun to find 🙂

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This is Ben.  Ben is from Brighton in the U.K.  A friend of Ben’s worked on The Big Egg Hunt in London and told Ben he needed to apply for the job.  Ben has been in New York for a little over a month helping to coordinate the hunt.  He got to deliver the egg blanks to the artists all over the city and Ben was given the extreme honor of escorting Waldo on his many travels.  Ben is headed back home now… safe travels! 

Next up.. Babar! This was an unexpected and wonderful surprise.  On one of our passes through midtown we came across a group of young children out on the hunt.  As far as I could make out they had been organized by a local hotel.  The Hotel was the lucky host of the Babar Egg, so when the kids worked their way back to the hotel Babar was waiting for them. Kudos to the Hotel Plaza Athenee for a fantastic way to join the hunt!

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Another fun surprise, finding an egg that wasn’t on any of the lists or maps,  didn’t even have a number and it was a beauty!  One of my favorite street artists, Alec created the wonderful Monopoly Man egg below:

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Waldo was not the only egg on the move.  The Pennisula Hotel equipped their mini with an egg made for travel.  It toured around the city at times during the hunt but could also be found parked in front of the hotel.

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While walking in Tribeca today we stumbled upon the moving crew.  Tasked with retrieving all 268 (or more) eggs and safely transporting them to Rockefeller Center for a mass display this weekend. 

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Here is where I will leave you tonight.  Tomorrow we will venture out to the outer boroughs, take a ride on the ferry,  hunt for eggs in Dumbo and have an adventure at the Navy Yards and ride the 6 train up into the Bronx,  see you then!

 

a trip down the lane … just to the left of center

Another in the trip down the lane series.  This edition is dedicated to those who march to their own beat, whether it be for a job or just personal style.  And of course,  here we go with the “you never know what you are going to see in nyc” mantra once again.. I did warn you about that one though.

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Style is very subjective.  It can be about function or in other cases about living in a world closer to the innocence of childhood.

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And then there are those times when you really don’t want to know the answer to why because it might spoil the stories you create in your own imagination.  I had so many stories running through my mind about why anyone would find themselves in the middle of Union Square in a cow costume.  The reality was much more mundane than all the adventures of Super Cow the Avenger I had begun to piece together.  He is hoping his company CaterCow takes off and is willing to do about anything to get people’s attention. Union Square, the perfect place to suit up and moo!

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Naked Cowboy you say?  Lately Times Square is over run with costume characters and others begging for money and their micro second of fame.  Although when you think about it,  Mr. Indian Chief here is probably in a whole lot of phones and family albums all over the world.

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Today I leave you with the Jester.  Riding to parts unknown on the 6 train.  I think I will stick with my own stories on this one,  I don’t want to know the actuality.  

winter, schminter, boy do I hate winter…

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Maybe someone has the right idea and they are dreaming of lounging on a beach somewhere after their business sells.  Today was brutal,  bitterly cold with an unrelenting, chill to the bone wind.  And as if that wasn’t enough,  it was sunny, bright and clear almost as if nature was taunting us through dirty weatherworn windows with rays of sharp light,  daring us to venture out.  Daring us to try to escape the relentless world of grey this never-ending winter has become.  It all has to be a joke, right?  

 

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Yeah,  I think this says it all.. ptooooeeeeyyyyyyy.  

 

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So I will be sulking in the corner,  dreaming of a rebirth someplace warm and sunny.  But don’t expect that any of this will keep me from complaining in July when the heat is on us and the city turns into the summer soup of humanity.

the dizzying day that was yesterday

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You can already feel the change coming,  skies are greying, the dull is coming back.  Another freeze another storm,  rinse and repeat.

This winter has been a tough one for most NYers.  We mumble, grumble, kvetch and moan as we slosh, schlepp, climb, trudge, slip and slide our way through daily life with the singular hope that spring is coming.  I suppose in a way it has been extremely uniting.  It brings us all together in common misery.  It has even lowered crime rates!  

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Yesterday was such a tease, t-shirt weather.  Time for shorts,  shades and the first kiss of open air to hit skin in months, sensations all amped up.  The colors brighter and more saturated, the smells always sweeter carried on a soft warm breeze.   The sounds richer, full of life and promise. 

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But in the end it was just a temporary temptation,  a tease, a piece of confusion with a dose of frustration and a possible inkling of hope.

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So I will leave you with a happy face smile in the knowledge Spring is finally coming, I mean it has to at some point, right?  I also leave you with the hope that we can outlast this final burst of winter madness.

we should all be tourists…

The nice thing about going back and forth between places is that I can treat each place like a new adventure.  Many times our lives keep us from seeing what is right under our feet.

As NYers we take pride in our jadedness,  we revel in the mystique of being NYers,  too busy running the world to take time to play in our backyard.  And oh,  what a backyard we have.  The world comes to us,  we don’t have to leave the comfort of home in order to experience what others save a lifetime to see.   Their dream trip is our walk in the park on a lazy afternoon. 

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You never know what you are going to see in Union Square, probably why it is one of my favorite places.   Everything and anything happens or has happened there.  With an important cultural history and the potential of creating future history,  Union Square is everything that makes New York….New York.

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So,  where ever you live,  where ever you work,  take the time to be a tourist for a moment.   Listen to the music and rhythm of those surrounding you.  Fall into the buzz and breathe it in.  If you are a NYer,  this is your city,  don’t let the tourists have all the fun!

a trip down the lane… in pairs

One of my earlier posts was a trip down the lane. Captures of individuals going about their business in their own unique ways.   I have decided it to make it a regular series as I am always collecting random shots of the people who catch my attention along the way.

Today a trip down the lane is dedicated to those that travel in couples and pairs.   At times their style combines to make a single statement and at others it is much more of a clash of wills.  I always wonder,  do personal styles have to somehow mesh in order to form a lasting relationship?  

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Gotta love those happy feet!

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I stalked this Tiger.  I caught just a glimpse through the grassy legs of the crowd. I sped ahead, angling and jostling for position at a corner where I could get a clear shot.  Imagine my shock and sheer awe at the realization it was a male of the species!  Urban hunting and take-down at its finest.

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Loyalty and dedication to friendship should be admired and even celebrated!

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How long has their style been similar?  How long have they walked in each other’s shoes as a couple?  So many questions, always so many questions.  I think that is one of the things that keeps me going back out on the street.  Keeps me walking mile after mile, seeking out the new, different and interesting,  even if it ends up being the everyday, comfortable and slightly worn.

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Where will they be in twenty years?  Will they still be color coordinating their lives as a couple?  Will they even still be a couple?  Or will her love of cats manifest as the caricature we all know so well,  that of the lonely elderly woman surrounded by her feline army.  An army ready to do war with the outside world and the heartbreaks of the past.

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So for today I will leave you here, and with another question.  

What’s to do with two – when two become three?

too many zooz

New York isn’t just about colors and light,  it is also about sounds.  Sometimes those sounds start deep below the ground and you just know they won’t be down there for long because they are meant to soar.

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Today was a big day for this trio of guys.  For a while today this group,  Too Many Zooz, made it to the front page of reddit.  That is big stuff,  but for these guys it is only the beginning.

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Heard them a few months ago down in Union Square and knew they were special.  Like so many other buskers the drumbeat catches you first.  It grabs you.  It grabs you and makes you pause just long enough. Just long enough soon turns into as much time as possible when you are hit with the rhythm and the sheer virtuosity of the baritone sax.  I am not sure the instrument has ever been played as well before.   That is not meant to trivialize the trumpet. That boy is good, like dazed and giddy good.  What happens when you put three musicians at the top of their game together,  TOO MANY ZOOZ.

As much as I want to share them with the world it has been kind of nice thinking of them as a secret treasure.   But those days are fast coming to an end as well they should.  Talent like this doesn’t come along very often.

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So if you are around Union Square take the time to do down.. down below and see if Too Many Zooz is around.  If you can’t make it to NY… check them out here you won’t be sorry

https://www.facebook.com/toomanyzooz