Summer series of outdoor French films. This particular evening, Jean Renoir’s Elena et les Hommes with Ingrid Bergman, selected by her daughter, Isabella Rossellini, shown on Pier I sticking out from Riverside Park into the Hudson River, New Jersey in the background. This is a shot of the animated, psychedelic short they showed first.
Another beautiful winter day with nary a person in the park to interrupt the scenery. The Black and White version captures the bright, snowy feel better than the color:
OK, so it’s not a yellow wood.
Ordinarily, I would never do such a hokey, cliché, Hallmark-card of a thing. I have passed this spot hundreds, if not thousands, of times without once thinking of Frost’s poem. But on this occasion of rare emptiness, and my wife stopping to observe a boat on the river, I couldn’t help but be reminded of the road not taken. So I did it. New Years is a good time to contemplate choices and the roads taken and not taken.
This is how New York often looked to me when I was a kid (empty). It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to go for a walk in the park and not see it packed with people. This is the day after Christmas, a beautiful, raw, foggy day. The buildings interfering with the landscape in the background are the newish Trump apartment buildings that recently had the Trump name removed.
Took a walk in the park last weekend and discovered that old white men were all going shirtless. Somehow, I didn’t get the memo.
One of my most popular images, it’s been commented on, appeared in an exhibit, picked up by a newspaper or two and sold at auction. A personal favorite of mine, too,
I’ve posted some “Art We All” already. Here are 2 new ones I spotted + Bastard
