After months of truly lousy connectivity, innumerable phone calls and technician visits I finally bit the bullet on Monday and decided that the internet was going to work in this apartment no matter what it took. After days of phone calls and technician’s visits and transfers from the call center in India to the call center in ? where the level 3 technicians reside, moving the modem and router about the apartment, pinging, pinging and more pinging I think we finally have internet back up and running and to make it all worthwhile, running much better than it ever has. (Knock on a forests worth of wood). That is by way of saying it may take me a while to catch up with all of your published writing and shooting over the past days.
That has nothing to do with the title, does it? I am about to let you in on a little secret that only some folks in NJ and NY who live near the river know.
The river does not have its own water supply! We, the taxpayers, supply the water. These gentlemen usually only work at night. Must be an emergency…
Back when the Quotidian Hudson was just a gleam in my eye, I journeyed to the river to see if the idea had any merit. One morning in early November, 2010, I took this shot at around 7:05 AM.
I was just starting to learn Lightroom and spent a significant amount of time playing with the image but never got it to a place that satisfied me. My instructor pointed out that sometimes there are shots that we just couldn’t or didn’t get. True enough. And told me nothing could really make it work.
Over the years I have come back and picked at it when I was frustrated or upset. I’ve played in LR and PS, gone bxw, used filters, layered it and masked it etc. Finally I just threw away everything I had done and let it lie.
Today I pulled it back out and started to work on it in LR and, horrors, cropped it. I am not finished with it yet but think I may finally be heading in the right direction. We shall see.
The Québécois arrived last night and began setting up their outpost today. Too early!!!!
For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground,
And tell sad stories of the death of kings;
When I saw that the weekly photo challenge was unexpected, I had to believe that whether consciously or subconsciously Cheri Lucas Rowland over at WordPress HQ had been influenced by the date. To my mind the events in Dallas 50 years ago were perhaps the most unexpected event at least since Pearl Harbor and probably longer. Some people had predicted a Japanese attack. The CIA warned about 9/11 but I don’t think Kennedy’s assassination was on any radar – well except for those who planned it.
I took a walk through Central Park recently. As I came over a rise what appeared before me?
Giant pink snails from Italy of all things.
As always. a few other views:
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | travelicius
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | Flickr Comments
- Unexpected (Weekly Photo Challenge) | Icezine
- Weekly Photo Challenge – Unexpected | Chittle Chattle
- Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | Photographs by James Collett
- Here’s Looking Back at You? (wp weekly photo challenge) | Daily Observations
- WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: UNEXPECTED IN THE DARK | SERENDIPITY
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected [Entry XIII] | Stephanie Lise Lamoureux
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | Elämän katupeili
- Photo Challenge: Unexpected. | Multifarious meanderings
- Weekly photo challenge : unexpected | Mon beau manoir
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | Dim Lamp/קנה רצוץ לא ישבו
- Unexpected reminder | Life through a Lens
- WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected | Belo Horizonte daily photo
Had a good day yesterday as birthdays go. Walked Alpine. Met Katherine at 4 at MOMA. We saw the Magritte exhibition which reminded me once again that no one has been as hurt by or had more influence on pop culture and advertising from the 1950s until today. It is very hard to look at this work with fresh eyes. You have to work at it. I found the Magritte well rewarded the effort to look. If you are in the city go see it. And then we briefly breezed through the Member’s Preview of the new Isa Genzken Retrospective. Again, I highly recommend it and intend to go back for an in-depth viewing. The only disappointing part was that Abigail was supposed to join us but she felt/feels like hell and stayed home.
We had a very nice dinner at The Modern in the Bar Room and then headed to the Cort Theater to see Ian McKellen, Patrick Stewart, Billy Crudup and Shuler Hensley in Pinter‘s No Man’s Land. Sean Mathias is the director. Not surprisingly, I guess, it is an exquisite production. It also, intended or not, (I believe it is intended) can be viewed as one of the most shattering depictions of dementia/Alzheimer’s Disease I have ever seen. The show and cast are playing in rep with Waiting for Godot which we will see in early December.
A few more views of Alpine before I move on to the new year.
And the Hudson, it holds the life
we thought we did it on our own
I thought I had no sense of place or past
time was too slow, but then too fast
the river takes us home at last
Okay, that’s enough of that.
What did become clear is that I have not been getting down to the river nearly enough and that, at least, will be changing. Revamped website is almost done. Rethought book is closing in to lay out. It is past time for me to stake these things down and move on to the next cycle.
Meanwhile, take a little hike with me but watch out for the Park Rangers trucks!
I get the urge for going
But I never seem to go
I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in
Even though we are on our third day of 60 degree plus weather the Winter Solstice is only 33 days away and this song has been appearing in my mental playlist more and more frequently.
The sky has been spring beautiful for the most part these last few days and the Pro HDR app on my phone called to me and I answered.