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Monday, January 21, 2019

Miscellany #5 - finished rebuilding the RAID

It's been a month since my last post and the principal reason for this was my RAID, which started acting up. It was both a simple problem to fix and time consuming to do.  But now it's done.

Here's a selection of photos I've chosen for this post. Enjoy, and if you are interested in prints, they are available. Also, I've got a campaign to upgrade my photo equipment: https://www.gofundme.com/photographer-needs-to-upgrade

I think most of my street photographs have this in common: they catch a moment of drama, whether intentional or not doesn't matter. Sometimes it's the way the people are juxtaposed but not interacting. Other times there is interaction that somehow seems staged or posed but I know that it's not. On the streets of Manhattan there are more moments than can be measured. To quote the last line of an old movie: "There are 8 million stories in the Naked City..." Here's a handful. Please feel free to add your own dialog.

A couple of comments on these:

Early morning in Manhattan means coffee carts. This was taken near Madison Avenue at 8:42AM NY Coffee Cart time. Only the woman in blue looks like she's up and at 'em and ready to kick some ass.







Since this is Manhattan, the crossing of paths by diverse individuals is inevitable. The Mitzvah Tank is a signifier that the man in black with the long beard is a Lubavitch Chasid. The person in saffron passing in front of him possibly a Buddhist monk, though considering the date of the photo - I shot it in the fall of 2014, he might be a fake monk because there were a lot of them that year stalking the streets of the city proffering a good luck charm and then demanding $5.00 for it. The Chasid wasn't seeking donations. He was in the business of trying to get his co-religionists to do something required by Jewish religious law.  What I also liked was how the woman and man were both plugged out and seemed to be deliberately avoiding contact with both religious men.





She isn't still but she isn't moving. Is she waiting or leaving? I don't know. I feel she is trying her best to seem unaffected, above the fray, but hoping the right person will come here way, and soon.















A pause in their conversation. What did she say, what will he answer?

And finally, one of the odder moments of a day. There is no way the beard is real and that left eyebrow looks like it wants to be somewhere else, anywhere else. Yet the woman gazes at him intently, though I cannot guess her intentions.








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