Kristin Holcomb led her “Breakfast in Red Hook” Borough Walk through ICP this past Saturday. We were out for over five hours. If you walk with me you can see a few highlights from the first part of the day…
The Challenge is here.
I once again borrow Melanie Neilson‘s words to express a feeling:
Verse 8 of
“Bird Coming Through A Super Doorway: The Doris Touch”
Now see what good turns mirrors for reflection have done:
Delights to peep, gaze therein on screwball heroines, screwball heroes
In cave, temple, destroyed boudoir, where-through the sun, endlessly
True and false, light and sound are found. Loving form,
Doris fulfills her intention to make poetry vital in her time
Fierce faith therein, multiple readings do show her art evergreen.
Last Sunday I was the TA for the first of ICP’s fall Borough Walks. This one was led by the incomparable Andrew Lichtenstein, master of the Borough Walk. (Damn good photographer and raconteur, as well) We went all about the neighborhood: gentrified; gentrifying; unsure; and old school Williamsburg. Many extraordinary sites around every corner, as block by block the neighborhood shifted.
Take a walk with me.
The last Borough Walk of the season happened on Saturday night. Nica Ross, ICP graduate, visual artist working in photography, video, and lighting led the walk.
Now, in reality, there is no way to cover New York nightlife in one night, but you do what you can. First stop Times Square so folks can get to know each other and people can figure out how their cameras perform under a variety of lighting situations.
After that we hopped the F Train to Delancey Street and went to the Cake Shop, a Live Music venue and record store/bar on Ludlow Street.
(As always click on any image to open the gallery.)
Truth be told, it was the loudest space I have been inside in years. I wish I knew the name of the band…but I don’t. Couldn’t hear.
After that we walked over to St Marks Place and let the class loose for about 40 minutes. I grabbed a quick slice and shot a bit while waiting. Being me, I looked away from the crowds and looked for the isolates.
That did not even scratch the surface of course, but you do what you can. I made it an early night and was home and in bed by 4 am.
On a completely unrelated and much more serious note I just want to say that I have no idea what any of us can do at the moment to help the people struck by Typhoon Haiyan in the Philippines but here are a few organizations that I believe are making serious and concerted attempts to help.
On Sunday I was the Teaching Assistant for a Borough Walk through Chinatown. The photographer leading it was Alan Chin. The man is an amazing fountain of knowledge about Chinatown (and a damn fine photographer – check out his website, here).