We now return you to our regularly scheduled program…
If you’ve been following, we’ve been featuring the Kodachrome slides my father shot in England and Germany in the mid-’50s, starting with this post. We’ll take a short break from those for now and turn back to my street photography here in dear, dirty New York.
This wall, which I’ve photographed several times before, is a lovely creamy white, especially against a cloudless deep blue sky, as here. Unfortunately it’s grown more difficult as the building next to it on the corner has pulled down their always-locked, “public” garden (don’t get me started) and spent the last year and a half jack-hammering it into a monstrosity of modernist retail space with the gardens on top, mind you, so as to be available only to their residents. Such are the ills of capitalism.
Aaaah – back to the future… 😉