Ellis Island, the song sung so brilliantly by Mary Black in the attached link, has been running through my head pretty constantly over the last few days.
From the corner of my eye I see a tear rolling down
At the time I couldn’t tell whose tear it was
If it was mine I should be glad
That I still function in this cage
But if it’s yours it only makes me more lost
To see a tear rolling down
To see a tear rolling down
This is the last call for Ellis Island
These are the last words I’m ever gonna hear you say
So goodbye, babe
So since I have been contemplating immigration and emigration, the pure despair and hope that drove so many people to come to the US over the centuries, I thought the Statue and Ellis were pretty appropriate for today.
The image at the top is from May 5th on the Ferry from the World Financial Center to Hoboken. The image below was shot on St Patrick’s Day, March 17th, from the Battery (which is the mouth of the Hudson).
It was an utterly gorgeous April day. The type we didn’t have enough of in April. Took the Path train to Hoboken and walked The Hudson River Waterfront Walkway from the station to the Paulus Hook, Jersey City, New York Waterways ferry stop. Took the ferry to the World Financial Center in Manhattan, then got on the Hoboken Ferry back to the station and got on the Path train to 9th Street. We were meeting good friends for dinner downtown. Since it was Cinco De Mayo we decided that under no circumstances were we going out. Had a lovely Italianesque dinner at their apartment, chewed over the events of the last week, talked about the kids, spoke a bit about 8th Annual great Newburgh to Beacon Hudson River Swim coming up on August 6th. As we left we got to see a lot of drunk 20 somethings in sombreros, with balloons in hand, stumbling around trying to get cabs. Katherine remarked that Cinco De Mayo has turned into a Mexican St Patrick’s Day in NYC.
Today was the anniversary of the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. I get the feeling that not many people actually remembered that.
Muddy Waters birthday is today. Seems appropriate to this day’s round trip journey to Edgewater.
I bet a lot of people played lottery numbers 44 and 11.
The state of the relationship between the power wielded by energy companies as opposed to people was just brutally demonstrated by Transocean.
What exactly are you supposed to say when an interviewer tells you that you sure seem qualified but he is not sure that you fit the culture of the company, which he adds is “young,vibrant and fun.” – among other attributes.
The Hudson, like every river, has two banks and so far I have primarily shot from the eastern one. Today I decided that I would spend time in the far western region known as New Jersey, Hoboken to be specific. I had read that NJ was developing a walk, The Hudson River Waterfront Walkway, http://www.state.nj.us/dep/cmp/czm_hudson.html much like NYC’s Hudson River Greenway , http://www.traillink.com/trail/hudson-river-greenway.aspx and I set out to do some walking.
I hopped on the NY Waterway Ferry http://www.nywaterway.com/ at The World Financial Center and crossed to the NJ Transit Terminal in Hoboken. Right there in the station they have signs pointing you to the Walkway (which actually seems to run through the terminal.) At that point I had to decide if I would walk south towards Jersey City or north towards Weehawken. The coin came up north so off I went. The views of Manhattan from Hoboken are spectacular and I must particularly recommend the view from The Stevens Institute of Technology, which is on a hill overlooking the river.
Much to my surprise a number of areas within the first 1/2-mile of the terminal were blocked off from public use. It looked like parts of the Walkway had fallen into the river. A playground over the river was cut off by a chain link fence and bright orange stretchy material with signs saying “Danger -Keep Out”. Several walkways out into the river and major parts of Frank Sinatra Park also were blocked off. It turns out that despite being only 10 years old, much of the Walkway in Hoboken is collapsing. http://www.nytimes.com/2011/02/08/nyregion/08hoboken.html
You would think that, given humans have been living on the river for more than a thousand years, someone might have realized that it can be an aggressive and possibly destructive force and care must be taken in the materials used and in the design of structures. Apparently not.
Remember that clicking on the image will open a larger version in a separate window.
I went a little links crazy today, since I think I figured out how to embed them. Please let me know if they don’t work!
The other morning Katherine said that my relationship to the weather has changed significantly in the last month and she is right. Living in the Northeast I have always checked the weather before heading out for the day but it is now the first thing I look at when I wake up – “look at” meaning turn on the computer and look at various forecasting sites – and the last thing I check before going to bed. To a great extent what I read decides where on the river I will go, when I will go, what type of gear bag I carry, and definitely how I dress.
Speaking of which I need a good pair of gloves to shoot with. Anyone have any good suggestions? Have to be able to handle digital controls but keep the fingertips warm.
I really like this picture as it documents 4 types of working boats… The Ferry, The Police, The Tourist attraction and the Cargo Barge.
This was the little storm that followed the post Christmas snow. While we only got a couple of inches Bloomberg made sure that all the plows were out before flake one.
Today is the first day I really regret the one picture a day rule. I was on the NY Waterway ferries at 8:30, snow was swirling, fog was everywhere, the river was in a gray out and I have some really good shots but I hopped the 1 train up to the George Washington Bridge and that is where today’s shot comes from. The wind was howling up on top of the bridge, snow kept changing direction, keeping my lens dry enough to shoot was a major challenge and I frequently could not even see the river below. I was there for about 45 minutes and only saw one other person. He was crossing from New Jersey to the city. We met right in the middle of the bridge, held eye contact just long enough to communicate “are you nuts – why are you here” and moved on.
Grey and overcast…spent the morning riding the NY Waterway ferries between W 39th Street, Edgewater Landing, World Financial Center, Port Imperial, Hoboken. They have a lot of routes. I am the only person riding on the open Upper Deck on these crossings.
“NYC: WHERE PEOPLE ARE OPENLY GAY & SECRETLY REPUBLICAN. WHY LEAVE?”
First sunny day of 2011. The people at New York Waterway who run the ferry system between NJ and Manhattan have been kind enough to give me a pass so that I can ride their boats and shoot the river all of 2011. Almost immediately a security guard stops me and says that I can’t shoot in the terminals or on the piers because of orders from Homeland Security. On the boats, no problem. This shot was taken from just off the Hoboken landing pier with no objection. Strange times.