Monday, November 30, 2009
Talking about a class society.
NY state's minimum wage is $7.25 per hour.
And that is exactly what many,
probably most working people make.
Won't even cover the parking cost.
Not to mention all the others costs
owning a car.
The America Dream is
and will remain just a dream
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
The other day I
was out in the the Bronx.
Shooting a scene for a spot.
The streets are emptier
than in Manhattan.
Life seems harder here.
Only a few subway stops from
Manhattan's über rich
Upper East Side.
Where the guy who gave Ponzi
schemes an even worse name lived
in a palace like apartment.
A part of town where people spend more money
on their pets per week than
folks out here earn in a year.
If they earn anything at all that is.
The photo shows the nice looking corner,
the other side of the road is so
depressing that I forgot
to shoot it.
Talking of which.
Despite a safer NY now than 15 or so years ago,
they still shoot quite a bit in areas like this.
You read in the papers of stray bullets killing
young promising students
and innocent grandmother.
Good people who can't afford to live
anywhere else than hell.
The subway is a depressing
cave of rust and broken tiles.
Dripping water and rats.
It's the kind of place that is in depression
no matter the state of the economy.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
But it doesn't mean that the irritation level
isn't dangerously high when the trains don't work on schedule.
I'm surprised how well behaved we all are.
With "equipment", as they call it, stuck in the tunnel,
we were told we could walk over to 6th and take
the Path trains instead.
Which I, among many others, eventually did.
Unfortunately this happens more and more often.
The Path has it's own passage under Hudson.
In Hoboken one has to change to a NJT train to continue.
Well, two and half hours later and standing room only we
had made the trip that would normally take half an hour.
By the then the clock was about 11 PM.
And I was probably not the only one
that had left 5 AM in the morning.
It's a rat's life.
Although I'm pretty certain the tailed ones
get more sleep than us.
Albeit living in the same system.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
A face in the crowd.
Penn Station: 500,000 people per day.
Grand Central: 700,000 people per day.
The people who feed the city, and feed off it.
Rushing in to the city early in the morning and throughout the day.
Rushing back at night.
Cursing over the delays,
the apologies for the inconvenience.
Pushing down the stairs to the platform.
Must get on the train first.
To get a seat.
I especially like mornings in New York City.
The people of the city preparing for a new day.
Wherever in the world I've lived: Gothenburgh,
Stockholm, Singapore, Hongkong,
Bangkok, Tokyo, Amsterdam and New York I've always found
mornings and evenings the most interesting parts of the day.
It's often when light is most interesting as well.
The shadows are longer, the air clearer.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I've been in the habit of walking
from Penn Station to Greenwich Village
on either 7th or 8th avenue.
About 30 minutes,
perhaps 40 if I stop here and there
to take some photographs.
This morning I decided to take
10th avenue instead.
It's been a while.
Which was good.
Because I discovered new things.
I'm sure 7th avenue is still full of pictures to be taken.
It's just that when you get into a habit,
getting used to the scenery,
you stop seeing it.
It's like when traveling.
Always snap away because that first impression,
is soon going away,
and you simply don't see the same things again.
The exotic becomes familiar.
The new gets old.