street photography – Page 3

Solitary Crucible

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Wendy Mass, writer & author

When I explore the innumerable streets that span New York City, I give credit to serendipity for many encounters. When the camera comes up, or when my pen touches a page in my journal, often the actions are fueled by some gut feeling or a touch to one of my senses.

Case in point: this festival of color had a prequel in music. The rthymic sounds of drums, a bass, a trumpet and the chimes of triangles caught my attention. The music sounded Indian. At any rate, a parade of vibrant hues and colors that were part of a very large wedding suddenly appeared from behind a gate.

Certainly this wouldn’t be New York if we didn’t have any juxtaposition to further entertain us. This mural by “Boxhead” channels Rene Magritte, but its appearance in the first photo makes for an intriguing study in contrasts.

Wanderings

We wander for distraction, but travel for fulfillment.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre René Belloc 1870-1953

Yoga Tree

Music of the Night*

*Title of song from the stage production of Phantom of the Opera, with due respect to Mr. Andrew Lloyd Webber, Mr. Richard H.Z. Stilgoe and Mr. Charles E. Hart

Space

Time and space—time to be alone, space to move about—these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow.

Edwin Way Teale, Pulizter prize-winning American writer, photographer and environmentalist

Islands Abound

“We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.” William Faulkner

Here’s to those who dream,

Foolish as that might seem.

Here’s to the hearts that ache,

Here’s to the mess that we make.

Justin Hurwitz and Benj Pasek

“Here’s looking at you, kid…Merry Christmas…”

Juxtaposition x3

I‘m unsure as to who lives inside the shiny, trailer home. Perhaps the building superintendant for apartments closeby? I am taken by the juxtaposition of 3 perception points in these 2 photographs. There’s the trailer home, the new apartments just behind it and the skeleton of what appears to be a very large factory, literally a shell of its former self.

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Perception meets parody