7th Avenue South at Bleecker Street-
A late dinner after a long drive.
Thin NYC crust. Let the vacation begin.
SO when did the inflatables show up on the lawns of America? During the day they lie flat. At night they whir and are filled with air, move a bit in the wind.
The first one found while pulled over to a curb on the North Side, checking directions on the travel app.
Shot with the cell phone from a car window.
All taken this Tuesday evening – Some good for twinkle
and an old shot from a few years ago, one of my favorites
Steve and I went over to Bloomfield Saturday night to see what was happening at Little Italy Days. We saw fire consumption as we did in June by @PghFireGirl
The recycled glass Aurora Lamps were eye-catching. And there were a ton of food vendors and food trucks.
We met Lenny and James and admired the BBQ trophies. James gave us a sample to take home and will be competing down at Heinz Field next week. The Wool Sports Logo Banners would look great at school in the counselor’s office.
It was the Sunday night I returned from Columbus OH.
Mother’s Day evening.
The blue night sky asks to be photographed.
I enjoy taking photos of the city at night.
There’s the blimp
From the red light at the Convention Center.Night Game at PNC Park
The $500 a plate crowd started at 6PM but after midnight it was fair game for the public. Steve and I went to the opening of the Andy Warhol Museum twenty years ago, remembered a line around the block, waiting. A bar across the street which is no longer there, where Eddie and Christine put on the finishing touches of his outfit and hair for the parade. Christine used to cut our hair in the Fulton Buiding, long before it was Heaven and now the Renaissance Hotel.
Where did twenty years go?
So we thought we’d slip down and check it out. See what the beautiful people are up to in the Burgh Saturday night.
A mirror ball whirling and reflecting light sets a mood. The mirror ball upstairs brings you back to the time of the Velvet Underground
Andrew Andrew live and work “as a joint persona” dressing alike is just one aspect of this DJ duo.
Forget it- these are sold out! Cole -Haan silver shoes sported by Benjie of Benjie’s Baubles (NYC). A gift ! Thanks for letting me shoot yourshoes! It was nice chatting as well.
Felt sad looking at the photo of Andy Warhol’s grave with the glow of an eerie lighted candle- I believe it is a “live feed”
Andy Warhol’s Gravesite in Castle Shannon.
The Silver Party Favor Tote.
Wondering how Billy Name was experiencing the gala. Lots of folks wanted a photo with him. He was the one who originated the SILVERIZING of Andy’s Factory.
Bob Colacello author of Holy Terror and everyone bidding farewell. Steve has an autographed copy already from MAry Lloyd.
Author talk and book signing Sunday afternoon
Silver Clouds in the Gala Tent on Seventh Street
Headed home, the streets cordoned off. We had a fun time.
From the archives-
The sky color grabbed my eye. The painterly quality of the Allegheny River. Lights reflected are a favorite of mine.
You can’t have Pittsburgh city shots without plenty of bridges.
And lit at night? Always satisfying to find the skyline in different moods from different vantage points.
While seeking photographs of my grandson Michael (his sister Anna is going to create a story board) for his First Holy Communion Party on Saturday, I found these two Pittsburgh night photos.
If you’ve been a blog follower for a time you may have seen these two photos from October 2011
A favorite place to capture the look of yesteryear but it is tonight. Right now. 2014 from West Mifflin across the Monongahela River.
After being with the family up on VistaView I drove down Outlook Drive. The leaves aren’t full yet and I found a good clearing between two homes.
Propped the camera up onto the passenger window ledge and tried to get a steady shot with a long shutter.
That mill is working all day and night every day and I just drive by for a glimpse a couple of times every year.
I have posted the mill at night a few times but I never get tired of seeing it. Here is it in the snow
And another April shot from a few years ago
Liberty Avenue. Downtown Pittsburgh. Friday afternoon.
Bradford Pear Tree and Blossoms Reflection in a Puddle Downtown.
Pedestrians closed their umbrellas.
The Greyhound Bus Station, photographed through the windshield. I liked the blue and the sky.
Silhouettes in a downtown alley.
I was wondering what I’d post following the dedication post of the Gary and Nancy Tuckfelt Holocaust Sculpture from yesterday. Thank you for the thoughtful comments and for sharing it with those who were unable to attend.
And then the artist Elena Hiatt Houlihan called me Monday night to say she’d taken photographs of Keeping Tabs at night with a borrowed tripod.
She said to me, “You have to see it at night. The light is beautiful.”
I was half asleep-
but after we hung up, I pulled jeans over my pjs, threw on a coat and grabbed a hat. I drove up Beechwood Boulevard to photograph the sculpture even though Elena had already left. It was 10 PM.
My tripod was at school in my classroom so I took up a Swifter with a flat top pole to steady my camera.
No moonlight to help the effort.
As I got out of the car, I saw the light reflecting off the six million pop tabs encased in the glass blocks. All was quiet. It was moving.
I was all alone until a single figure arrived and entered the sculpture for a time.
I tried a number of settings, shutter speeds, aperture and white balance, trying to get the best quality shot I could, given lack of tripod or remote cable. It was in the low 40’s and I was wishing I had my tripod. Night photography takes practice.
This post seems to complete yesterday’s photographic essay. Good idea, Elena.
and then too much light, blown out- but autumn colors in the surrounding trees
After the homecoming dance I drove up to Grandview Ave. on Mt. Washington. I mistakenly thought the Liberty Tunnel was closed until 6AM. Not!
The clear fall night air lent itself to a couple of photos, sans tripod, just a fence.
The Gulf Building lights are pink for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.