Bulldog and owner, Jane and West Fourth streets, NY, October 2016
This Sphynx-like bulldog and owner seen in the mini-park recently built at Jane Street, West Fourth Street, and Eighth Avenue. Another in a series of everyday life in New York. Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.
The Statue of Liberty, seen from New York Harbor at night. August 2016
Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door! Or so it says on the base plaque. One last photo before Trump has it torn down. Not our Donald’s vision for America.
The Brooklyn Bridge, seen through the Manhattan Bridge, August 2016
When men were men, women were women, and bridges were bridges. These structures were very innovative and exciting examples of design when they were built, as they still are today. Most importantly, they were part of a forward-looking attitude to infrastructure, still functioning effectively more than a century after they were first opened. The Statue of Liberty can just be seen in silhouette, on the horizon, below the span of the Brooklyn Bridge. Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.
Lower Manhattan, seen from the Harbor, August 2016
The cluster of buildings around the new World Trade Center building (just to the right of center), while dramatic in their way, are an uninspired heap architecturally. The Trade Center tower itself, claiming to be the tallest building in the Western Hemisphere – but only if you count the antenna on the top – seems in reality pretty squat and mundane. With all the architectural talent around, I think we could have aimed higher (pun intended). Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.
Uptown M7 Bus, 65th Street and Broadway, New York, Aug 2016
Another in a series of everyday life in New York. Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.
Organo Cactus, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, August 2016
Organo cacti often get damaged but energetically regrow themselves, as with this goofy looking, but friendly, example.
Concha dancer, San Miguel de Allende, Ascension, August 2016
The sound of drums alerted us that Concha dancers were performing today on Insurgentes here in San Miguel. These traditional Aztec and Chichimecan dances date from pre columbian times. Sometimes costumes can be less than convincing, but the group that this dancer belongs to, calling themselves Danza Sagrada Famiia, have taken great care to create dress that is historically appropriate. Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.
San MIguel Über driver, Marisela Guadalupe, August 2016
Über, who have been operating in other Mexican cities for a while, began service in San Miguel one week ago. Our first trip was with this charming driver, Marisela Guadalupe. She was waiting outside our house when we stepped out of our front door, and, when we got to our destination, even waited for us to make our return trip. All 20 pesos less for the two trips than it cost us sitting on the floor of a clapped out Tsuru, with a surly taxi driver, last week. Two trips across town for two people for an all-in total of just $3.25 US. Viva Mexico. Lange Lebe Über. (I have decided to give it an Umlaut whether it needs one or not).
The Los Pitufos car wash, on the libramiento, San MIguel, Aug 2016
Our housekeeper’s son, Cesar, recently moved his Los Pitufos (Smurfs), car wash to the Libramiento de Dolores Hidalgo, a ring road that skirts San Miguel. Recently his equipment was stolen, and we were happy to be able to help him out while he recovers from the loss. Like many Mexicans, he is both entrepreneurial and energetic and it is a pleasure to be able to assist him in his endeavor. Unfortunately, we were not in time to assist with the spelling.
Rainstorm on Correo, San Miguel de Allende, July 2016
It is the rainy season in San Miguel, and many evenings, just as you are ready to sit outside and enjoy a Margarita, the heavens open up and it buckets down for an hour or so. San Miguel is built on a fairly steep hillside, so all this rain becomes a raging torrent in the cobbled streets as it gathers momentum on its way downtown. When this happens there is no way you can cross from one sidewalk to another, so you just have to stay put and enjoy the show for a while. Click on the photograph for an instant view of a larger and more detailed image.