Art of Scrap
I went out shooting in the Long Island City neighborhood of Queens this morning, and came across this. Is it art? Is it scrap? I'm not sure. I originally intended…
I went out shooting in the Long Island City neighborhood of Queens this morning, and came across this. Is it art? Is it scrap? I'm not sure. I originally intended…
Keep watching this space as I'm going to publish a post on tips for night time street photography in the next week.
I started commuting into New York City when I was 14 years old, and even though I’ve never lived in the Bronx, the words “Uptown & the Bronx” will always signify going home to me.
I was fortunate to be accepted into an all-scholarship Jesuit high school on the Upper East Side of Manhattan called Regis. I lived in Yonkers, which is a city bordering the Bronx. We lived so close to the Bronx city line, in fact, that it was easier to take the subway and a connecting bus instead of riding the Metro North suburban commuter railroad to and from Grand Central Station. I attended high school in the late 1970s: Billy Martin was manager of the Yankees (about 17 different times), the Bronx was burning, Studio 54 was sizzling, Son of Sam was loose, and on the subway I kept my head down, probably studying Latin or reading Tolkien. Every afternoon as I descended into the subway at 86th Street to take the Number 4 Train to its last stop at Woodlawn Cemetery, the words “Uptown & the Bronx” meant heading home.
After high school, I spent seven years at university on Morningside Heights on the Upper West Side (don’t snicker at the length of time, I got 2 degrees). Although I did not commute, I did go home for a day visit most Sundays, and took the No. 1 train to its terminal at Van Cortland Park. Again, “Uptown & the Bronx” meant going home.
So even though I now live in Queens, and no matter what other elements are present, when I look at this image, I cannot but help thinking that down those steps lies the way home.
It was those memories that inspired me to share this image with my friends for this HDR swapping exercise. Apart from the different visual interpretations that everybody created, I found it fascinating to read each participant’s explanation of his inspiration and what he imagined or understood the scene to represent and how it differed from mine. Of course I did not tell any of them about what the image evoked for me, and none of them has had any idea until I published this post. For my interpretation, I tried to keep things simple. I used a cross-processed film look from the Nik Color Efex suite, which creates a bit of a vintage if somewhat artsy feel. I did not apply that filter to the sky, however, as it ended up looking a bit too unnatural. As you’ll see, other went in a completely different direction and imagined very different scenarios from what this image did for me.
By the way, this is going to be my last entry as a regular participant in this club. There is no juicy back story. As much as I have enjoyed it I found that some of the extra effort was wearing on me and I decided to give myself a break. I might do some guest spots on occasion, and who knows — maybe I could rejoin some months down the road if things break that way. Either way everyone involved has my best wishes for the continued success of the project. I especially want to welcome Mike Criswell into the group as he will be filling in my old spot. The next entry in the series is going to be at Jacques Gudé’s site and is tentatively set to drop next Monday, on Valentine’s Day (but I wouldn’t expect chocolates and roses). Finally, Brian Matiash was too busy to play this week, but is staying in the group.
One additional note: if you subscribe to my RSS feed you might have received a draft version of this post yesterday when I inadvertently published it. If you were wondering why it wasn’t finished, and also why you could not access the actual post on my site, that is why.
With that lengthy introduction, everybody’s entry can be viewed by clicking the “View Full Post” link if you are on the main site page, or just scrolling down if you are already on the specific page for this entry.
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