Mist Rising on TSP
Monday, February 11th, 2013
Rain falling and mist rising from the iced over Tompkins Square Park.
Slush Bridge
Monday, February 11th, 2013
A neighborly gesture on Avenue A.
Lonely Pitiful Snowman
Sunday, February 10th, 2013
I went out expecting to see a wealth of snow sculptures and snow forts, but this lonely pitiful snowman was all I found. Warning: the appropriate footwear for Tompkins Square Park this morning is ice skates or crampons. All the paths are one slick ice sheet.
Another Elm Cut Down
Sunday, February 10th, 2013
Don’t know why they cut this one down, I see no central rot. Branches fell during Sandy, but it did not seem to be posing any current danger. It was in the the southeast corner of Tompkins Square Park.
Nemo in the East Village
Saturday, February 9th, 2013
I went out at dawn, the snow had stopped and the wind was still. I found mostly sidewalk shovelers, dog-walkers, and fellow photographers. This alien snow guy, I assume is the product of the regular Friday night alcohol imbibers in my neighborhood.
On East Houston Street.
Annoyingly the entrance to the East River Park at Houston Street is closed for construction. There is no indication of this until you are right on top of it. There is also no indication where the closest open entrance is. I can tell you that the 6th Street and 10th Street entrances are open.
East Houston Street.
The Williamsburg Bridge from East River Park.
The dog run in Tompkins Square Park.
Cold Ducks
Saturday, February 9th, 2013
In the East River.
Nemo Now
Friday, February 8th, 2013
Oh my God, Snowmageddon hath commenced.
Inside St. Brigid’s Church
Sunday, February 3rd, 2013
I got to photograph the interior of the newly reopened St. Brigid’s Church on Avenue B.
The stained glass windows are especially striking. They all depict winged angels and saints.
These are the windows over the entrance on Avenue B.
The windows are beautifully done, and tasteful, there were no naked souls burning in purgatory like they had in my childhood church in Philadelphia. But the dull expression on their angel faces is a bit disturbing, they all looked bored, not even a sly smile on the musician angels.
Father Jomar Legaspi. I wish I hadn’t resorted to flash for the photo.
I didn’t notice them while I was there live, they are painted a color not to be obtrusive, but these cables stretching across the breadth of the church must be vital to keep the walls from going wide. The church was in danger of collapsing, before the renovation.
Not a Thumb’s Up – Snowfitti
Sunday, February 3rd, 2013
All the other windshields were penises this morning in the East Village.
Bodega Walk
Saturday, February 2nd, 2013
Anti 7-11 corporate and pro local bodegas walk, featuring the chant rhymes of poets Bob Holman and Eileen Myles. More on the Bodega walk on EV Grieve Anti-7-Eleven Activists Hosting Bodega Tour to Support Local Shops Google Map of local bodegas.
Bob Holman: “Slurpy, burpy, 7-11 is jerky.”
Eileen Myles: “7-11 stinks, cause I said it. My bodega gives me credit.”
Update: Coverage on Grieve
