Friday, March 13, 2015
These are the only pictures I have from the past month where the snow does not dominate. I had beautiful pictures of the last winter storm. The snow melted so quickly this week that the pictures do not seem relevant.
It will rain tonight and tomorrow. I hope it will wash away some of the filth and detritus that the melting snow has uncovered.
I would see this tree from the J train in the morning. I love the graceful way it carries its plastic bags.
Just a little morning light on the discount store.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Usually I like February. When the sun is out, the light is beautiful, there is usually a good blizzard, Chinese New Year, Valentine's Day. But this year it has been so gloomy. Icy cold days followed by pitiful snow mixed with sleet.
The frozen sidewalk near my house has aquired a layer of grime that offers a little traction.
The piles of snow have strata of grey representing each miserable storm. Although I had work to do on my new street art idea, I could stay in the gloomy house. So I went to Central Park, which usually restores my sense of New York.
I started out near the Metropolitan which seemed like the right place to be on a cloudy day in February.
Everything felt different inside the park.
I have been noticing the bleached bark of the London Plane trees.
They are a bit luminous.
The sun fought its way out adding a little glitter to the frozen puddles. The day became brighter but the sun never really got free from the clouds. I hope the weather turns less punishing.
I really wish I had these bushes in my garden.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Our latest winter storm varied between snow and sleet, leaving a fine icy glaze on everything and throwing the subway system into a Victorian swoon. I love the ice coated trees shining as if they were made of glass. It is only noticeable with the sun behind the ice, so it makes photographs difficult.
I am still scouting around the Holland Tunnel trying to find the right view for my dream picture.
It was so cold out, I get chilled when I look at this picture.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Our historic blizzard turned into a nice little bit of snow. It is pretty snow, but perhaps not worth all the craziness or what Pat Kiernan of NY1 called placing "the entire city under house arrest"
Still, I was only moderately inconvenienced by the lockdown. I felt bad for people who get paid by the hour especially those who work in the evening.
One of the guys who lives at the shelter near my subway stop was hanging around yesterday while the storm was tapering off. He is a bit ravaged by drink or drugs, but he always smiles at me and says hello. He was watching the snow, his battered face lit with joy. He said, "isn't it beautiful? It's so clean, like a waterfall."
At 34th street, the city had totally vanquished the snow as it always does.
There were no cars, not even on 8th avenue leading into midtown.
Elm trees in Union Square park.