I brought tulips home to lift Akram’s spirit, and he took two photos of them that lifted mine.
Yesterday, August the third, my friend Tom and I took our walk through Central Park. We always meet at 96th Street Central Park West and walk east from there through the ravine to the falls where we sometimes go … Continue reading
… On September 13, 1955, Carl Van Vechten photographed the fairly well unknown James Baldwin who had just published his first collection of essays, Notes of a Native Son. His first novel, Go Tell It on the Mountain, was already … Continue reading
… This two year old Internet photo journal was done on walks in January during the time I was taking care of my father who was dying in the South Mountain, his home for ninety-one years. … South Mountain. Bright … Continue reading
… … July 22 Shall I go for a swim? A frog begins to croak, “Jump in!” … … … July 15 Queen Anne’s Lace although a common simple flower is very difficult to capture. … … July 24, Tompkins … Continue reading
… I am walking in the woods. I took some pictures of treetops and clouds. Still on the phone, I am not sure if any of them are really good but it will give you an idea of the walk. … Continue reading
What a difference a day makes even at my father’s pond in the South Mountain, sunny one day, next day full of clouds. The beginning of the month, February 2 and 3. Who remembers those days now?
… Took a walk in Central Park this afternoon that ended up as usual in the English Garden. All the mums had been pulled out of the French Garden and the tulips planted for the spring. You could feel for … Continue reading
… I grew up on the property where this pond is now. The pond didn’t used to be there. It was a swamp of springs that produced one mighty stream. My father in the early 70s bulldozed the swamp and … Continue reading
… Here it is Sunday already. I am posting some photos from Friday. We left early enough, Akram and I, so that even though I forgot my MOMA membership card, there was time to go back and still have breakfast … Continue reading
…Taking a short cut through Los Campos on my way from Avenue C to 14th Street, hurrying from one place to another, from home to a park bench actually to sit on and read some poetry, I saw a puddle … Continue reading
… Here hopefully are some pictures that are worth a thousand words, anyway a walk in the woods, a stop by the pond, reflections for awhile of the passing clouds. … … … … … … … … … …