On my way to Laura and James’ house, I saw this cool theatre, Studio 35, and read the marquee. Pulled over to the curb and got out the camera. Thought it sounded like a fun evening. Took the shot from the car and the day was a gray one.
This theatre looks l like the ones I knew growing up. No theatre in Pittsburgh serves beer as far as I know.
My DIL was teasing about my getting home to watch the Oscars Sunday night, live stream on a computer as I have no TV that gets any channels. It is always fun to see the best and worst dressed though. A lot of hype in the media. But this image evokes nostalgia for me. One of these visits to Columbus I am going to have to go watch a movie here.
A theatre lit up at night attracts my eye. (Is it theater or theatre? This sign ends in tre) I see theaters transformed and repurposed all the time so want to preserve the genre before they all disappear.
I shot the Midway Theatre when I visited my sister in NYC and we went out to Queens on the subway to meet friend Matt and eat at Just Like Mother’s Restaurant. You can read a blog about the mostly Eastern European fare, see some Borscht- if you click on the name.
I took this about three years ago (11/2009) but came across it when I was looking for a response to a weekly challenge and since theaters are a vanishing breed, I like to photograph them, read what’s playing. Thought this was an interesting selection. Always like to work on my night photography and think about how I would change the settings next time.
New views on the way to school.
Brownsville Road, Mt. Oliver (which is a “borough surrounded entirely by the city of Pittsburgh.”)
My son Mark sent me this photo he took with his phone. He’s on business. He said I could use it as a guest blog today. Thanks, Mark. I have to watch this classic film again. Here is the theater from the movie The Blob filmed in 1958. Phoenixville PA.
More info on The Blobthe blob says it’s the screen debut of Steven McQueen
It was a wonderful milestone birthday celebration and there are photos of sparklers and candles and fireworks seen from the backyard. They are still in the camera.
The cake Laura baked, Erika’s garden eggplant, Mark grilling shrimp, the kids enjoying Grandma’s birthday party, the card they made for me- waiting on the flash card til tomorrow. Below is the breakfast of a special raisin loaf (avert your eyes, Greg) that Marlene (Erika’s mom) brought up from Roanoke. You might remember we were supposed to go to VA for the fourth celebration but they lost power in the violent storm almost a week ago and still don’t’ have it back.
And a crazy couple of shots from a sweltering parade July 4th AM. They are in the camera on the flash card and not uploaded tonight. But I wanted to return to this scene on Tuesday to photograph the sign on the water tower I had photographed on Monday..
No longer just d-e-l-a-w . You might have seen the partially painted message on Tuesday’s post d-e-l-a-w-
I offered to return the library items and took Murphy for a ride, cranked up the AC and left the rear window open a crack for that rush of air he likes to feel on his nose.
Pulled over right after the railroad track and got out and took three shots. How those men were able to paint in this extreme heat I can’t imagine.
I didn’t know this area was considered a playground but it is complete and here is the photo of it.
And isn’t this handy? A drive through library return? I ‘ve never seen one where you drive through. In the city they have large metal depositories outside the library but nothing this convenient. A smart design.
We were driving back from the store and I was in the third seat of the van with two of the grandchildren.
My DIL said, quick get your camera. There are men painting the water tower. d-e-l-a-w (a- r -e) I think.
Talk about fleeting moment, she was about to fly by and I was stuck in the back of the van.
She said, I’ll slow down ( going about 45mph) Ha. Somehow I shot through the back window’s glass. You can see the reflection of a white fence. I had the 24-70 lens on the camera.
The one we scraped the stickers off the window just recently. Good thing. I can’t imagine working that high off the ground.
I love to go to the Museum at night. It was just getting dark when I arrived and you can see the progression by the fountain photos I shot with the iPhone.
The Carnegie Museum of Art has free admission on Thursday nights for February and March. When I entered,the gift shop was still open so I bought a book for school. I had received an email that photographer Dawoud Bey would lecture (free) and show his work Thursday night. I am so glad I went to hear him and look forward to seeing his show- I was sorry I didn’t get to meet him but he was mobbed by people getting him to sign his book. I would have told him how I’ve photographed my students but can’t show them outside the school. His portraits were excellent!
Silver Eye Center for Photography has an exhibition -
Class Pictures: Photographs by Dawoud Bey until March 10th.
Kiva Han is closed now. Forever. Here is the article telling what happened A franchise is coming in, The Bagel Factory. Bummer.
One of my favorite things is to receive a photo from someone. They saw it and thought of me and the blog or just saw it and thought it was something I would like to see too. Mary sent me this one and when I asked she said I could use it she said okay.
Just yesterday Rufus was writing about the last of the neighbor’s fresh tomatoes. He was concocting the great looking shrimp tacos. He mentioned being told about a mystery ingredient for their growing so well and his neighbor has horses. Hmmmmm. My sister sent this sign two days before. Seemed like a good link to a similar topic. Horse #@%*! In Pittsburgh there are signs about dog owners being responsible for picking up after their dogs and if not a $300 fine will be charged. I have never seen a ticket issued and I live across the street from the park.
But this is not about dogs and their irresponsible after they do their business. This is about the sign my sister found in New York City and photographed and sent to me. It is about wondering the size of bag/container one would need to do such a task. And wondering where they put the matter once it is cleaned up. And what the price of a fine might be in New York City if someone did not comply.
When was the last time you took a hat to be cleaned? Another shot from downtown Roanoke.
My son Mark spotted this signage across the street from the Weiner Stand. Unfortunately there were cars parked in front of the establishment so couldn’t get the whole storefront. Just made me wonder when the neon sign for Hat Cleaning was installed. Thanks Mark for pointing this one out for the blog post. I guess I could have included it in yesterday’s Downtown Roanoke slideshow but I think it can stand alone.
My father wore a hat. Mark has one of his grandfather’s hats his home office.
I think men in hats look distinguished. My cousin Jim likes hats. He liked the post of Meyer the Hatter in NOLA.
Maybe the sign is for women’s hats to be cleaned as well. I shouldn’t assume it’s for men’s hats.
Pulled over to capture this sign.
Strip District shopping on Saturday AM I finally saw the sign R told me about a few weeks ago. In fact, I parked right in front of it.
After I loaded up the car and got into the driver’s seat to pull out of the parking space, there were two women responding to the sign! More difficult to read the sign at that angle but I thought the addition of the women going in really added to the scene.