“It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost the same as heaven.”
I know that at some previous point I used these images but some things are too obvious not to use. This may not be exactly the type of fantastic that Ailsa was thinking of but, I find this too be fantastical in its existence and appearance ass well as its disappearance and it is most definitely a wall, so, there you go.
“He looked like an Italian, was dressed like an Englishman, and had the independent air of an American–a combination which caused sundry pairs of feminine eyes to look approvingly after him, and sundry dandies in black velvet suits, with rose-colored neckties, buff gloves, and orange flowers in their buttonholes, to shrug their shoulders, and then envy him his inches.”
Now I realize that most of my fellow New Yorkers and Northeasterners are a bit tired of the winter. I am not. I think it has been a brutal winter but in NYC it has been cold but not that snowy. Today we actually got a bunch of snow (6″-8″, I believe) and for the first time all winter I was able to go for a walk in the storm. Sadly they closed the walkway over the George Washington Bridge. I’m not sure if that was because of the storm or because not 1 but 2 people jumped off it yesterday. One from the lower deck after exiting his car and a few minutes later, one from the upper deck after exiting his bike. However I got to tramp around in the woods and then walk the greenway down to 155th Street.
One of the many things I like about NYC is that you can find “wilderness”/country inside the city. So this fits Ailsa’s Travel Theme: Environment and for me it was a Reward to do this which is the theme of the Weekly Photo Challenge.
Katherine and I were walking home after seeing Two Days, One Night, which is a truly good film with a wonderful performance by Marion Cotillard. It is a “small” film which points out some real truths about late stage capitalism.
But that’s not why I called you together. As we walked by Lincoln Center I realized it is Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week. Irony of ironies.
I am not a fashion photographer. I’m not a paparazzi, but I had my camera with me so…
I think I got some very good shots of the crowds and some models exiting the show but we are here to show transformation. I believe these three photographs fit the bill.