Monthly Archives: June 2016

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We visited six museums during our visit to NYC, four of which were art museums. Although viewing art can be very pleasurable, there comes a point at which one becomes saturated and cannot absorb any more.


St Patrick's Cathedral

The first morning in NYC I awoke early and snuck out of our hotel room with my camera. I had only walked one block to 5th Ave and East 51st Street when I noticed a truck with a flatbed attached in which lay a humongous tree. The truck was parked to the side of St. Patrick’s Cathedral, America’s largest Catholic cathedral. There were several other trucks, including one with a crane and a front loader, parked on East 51st street as well. St. Patrick’s was undergoing an extensive landscape renovation and the tree in the photo above was the first of three to be planted on this side of the church. I watched in fascination as the various trucks skillfully maneuvered in and out of this narrow street to get the trees in the correct positions. When I mentioned to the supervisor that this must be “all in a day’s work” he replied that planting trees this large in NYC was a rarity.

NYC View from harbor-1

My husband and I recently returned from a trip to New York City. Given that it was my first visit to The Big Apple we explored many of the iconic attractions and sites. I thought NYC was fabulous and loved everything about it: the architecture, the variety of cuisines and ethnic neighborhoods, the hustle and bustle of daily life, the sound of cars honking madly, the diversity of languages being spoken, being engulfed by people when crossing the streets, art everywhere, and the smell of food at every corner. My visit also stirred up powerful and disturbing memories of that fateful day on September 11th, 2001. I could not look at the World Trade Center (tallest building in the image above) without being moved. More to come.

Elliot Street Pub

This weekend, a friend invited me to an iron pour at the Elliot Street Deli and Pub located in the historic district of Castleberry Hill. I jumped at the opportunity but wondered what an iron foundry was doing at a pub. Although the pour was not scheduled to begin until 9:30 pm, I arrived early to meet my friend and hosts. After I walked into the pub I barely finished greeting folks when I whipped out my camera and took a few shots. As it turns out, two brothers, Peter and Michael Jakob, opened Elliot Street Deli and Pub in a restored turn-of-the-century building in 2006. It had formally been a jazz club called Dee’s Bird Cage. Peter and Michael operate the pub and run an iron foundry around the side of the building.  Although the iron pour was the event of the evening, I found the atmosphere in this tiny pub most enchanting.

Maya at Hair Are Us

I was walking past a hair salon, Hair Are Us, on my way to a performance in Little Five Points, when I noticed the beautiful light illuminating the interior of the salon. I walked through the open door and was subsequently introduced to the world of black women’s hair by the stylist, Maya. Atlanta has long been influential in setting many of the social, political and cultural trends across the United States, particularly for African-Americans, and this has also held true for hair. As a result of the Bronner Bros. International Hair Show, which was launched in Atlanta in 1947, Atlanta is now at the center of the black hair universe. Weaves are especially popular and involve sewing extensions into braids which then increase the length of the hair. Typically, a weave will last two-and-a-half to three months. Maya’s client, Rickira, flew down from Chicago the morning of her appointment, bought 24 inch virgin hair extensions, and then proceeded to sit down in Maya’s chair to get her hair done. Rickira was flying back home the next morning. Maya mentioned that this was not unusual; she has had clients come to Atlanta from all around the country solely for the purpose of getting their hair styled.


Girl and Puppy

There are always tradeoffs to asking someone for their permission to photograph. Out of courtesy I often make a point of asking, but sometimes something compelling occurs in a split second and there is no time to ask permission. When I photograph children, I will always ask the accompanying adult for their consent. Before I captured the image above, I was getting ready to photograph the chair in the beautiful light when I see this young girl’s hand as I am looking through the viewfinder and then her head. I lowered my camera and asked her if she wanted to be in the picture. She nodded yes, picked up her puppy, and sat in the chair. At that moment her family walked into the store. As I introduced myself and asked the mother permission to photograph, her daughter looked up at her. That was the moment I pressed the shutter. The girl then turned to me and smiled the way kids do when they know they are posing for the camera. Little did she know that the magic had been captured a second earlier.