The light shone on a row of houses in the neighborhood. I was going to my car at the end of a long Saturday afternoon in the gym, watching some of my students perform in the dance, color guard and majorette competition.
I thought about scale again. Size relationships. How the one house close looked big, the sunlit row much smaller.
But that would be for perspective week, right?
(Mirrorless Camera by Sony)
Tonight was the annual viewing of the Harold Ramis’ classic Groundhog Day movie. If you follow the blog, you know how much my family enjoys this holiday. (No gifts required)
I noticed in the opening credits how different the 1993 skyline looks.
The updated version will have to be another post. And I’ll need a helicopter ride to capture the same angle.
A screen shot of my computer screen shows the old skyline as it appeared before all the advertisements.
Just two years ago there was an article written by Bob Bauder about this issue- Skyline-defiling signs targeted by council chief. “Harris said the signs, including company names and logos, clutter the city skyline and detract from its aesthetic splendor.”
And author Charles Rosenblum’s blog post Under a Bad Sign– Pittsburgh Architectual Club weighs in on the issue.
Friday night the Metropolitan Museum of Art is open until nine.
We saw the tree lighting and walked through some of the major exhibits to check out others.
(the Christmas tee is another post, stay tuned) The Holiday Sugar Sculpture of the Museum was fun to see.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art at Night
the line up of hot dog vendor carts was colorful in the dark
Because it was raining, I just got the fountains looking like this. Didn’t want to stand in the rain.
Information in the center of the lobby. You could smell the magnolias.
View from an upper window.
The museum in sugar outside of the cafeteria.
Credits to the pastry chef Randy Eastman and his assistants.
I try to keep up with my sister as we head for the subway. It was still raining. The magic of wet pavement.
Today at 8 AM, Dan and his SIL Todd, came to install my new furnace. Their day ended about 12 hours later. Well done!
It is great to have efficient heat and not worry about carbon monoxide emissions from the old furnace. Come summer there will be AC, too. And it was great you knew I needed more amps of electricity first and a new box so all is safe.
This old house hasn’t been this toasty since I moved in here in ’91.
Thanks Dan, for letting me photograph you in my old school basement.
And thanks Mar and Erika for recommending Uncle Dan. He did a super job, just as you said he would.
Photographed on iPhone from the school parking lot.Carrick neighborhood. Pittsburgh PA.
A grilled cheese sandwich cut in triangles.
Snow on a bench in Rockford Illinois
Cobblestone Road off Centre Avenue, The Hill District
Folding Chairs Bloomfield Little Italy Days
Jane’s Carousel Brookly New York
Lampost and Freedom Tower New York City
Barge Through Brooklyn Bridge
Chambers Street Station New York City
My neighbors invited me to accompany them to the Carnegie Museum of Art for the opening reception of Storyteller: The Photographs of Duane Michals. The exhibition was curated by Linda Benedict- Jones and is quite impressive, requiring a return visit to take the show in when it’s less crowded.
In the Hall of Sculpture after the remarks, i was standing on the lighted glass floor and so were three others. Our 4 pairs of black shoes with the light coming from the floor below.
Photographer Martha Rial and I had our phones out, capturing the pattern. I call it One Shiny Shoe.
Where the light comes from below
Here is a man looking closely at the photos of Andy Warhol and his mother Julia.
When I got to the refreshments table there were a few grapes
Some of you saw this on FB already but here I am in the Hall of Architecture under the artwork “The Piano” by Chilean Artist Sebastian Errazuriz
I asked a random museum goer if he’d take my photo. He’d already taken a selfie under the 800 pound piano.
When I showed this photo to the high school students, they said I was crazy to stand under it. I said, wouldn’t it be funny to have a tall ladder and some hedge clippers? They groaned.
Mark said it looked like I was in a Looney Tune.
Down by the Ohio River.
An eclectic gallery. The back of a big stop sign.
The Byzantine Church from McKees Rocks Bottoms, too, where the bells were ringing Sunday.
A stop at La Gourmandine Bakery on Butler Street for a brioche.
A little camper for a weekend getaway
Good thing they have an alarm system
Hey, the place has AC
Church Bells were ringing in the tower
A home filled with disappointment Sunday afternoon. I wonder if they have to water the shakers.
and a line out the front door, everyone getting their French baked goods on Butler Street in Lawrenceville
Stopped at the Car Wash on the way home
Sunday morning I met my friend and her son to photograph his senior pictures at the boathouse where he rows.
It was foggy and felt like fall.
I could hear a tugboat chugging along the river but could just make out the lights. Not even an outline.
Getting down to the river.
Pretty thick fog.
You can see the lights of the boat.
Can’t see the bridge
Sun and light, reflections.
Ohio River Reflections
Photographing at night is one of my favorite things to do.
The city looks the most beautiful at night.
I scanned just a wee portion of my archives to get a representative sampling.
Nighttime- quiet, dark. Sparkly, twinkly too as I seem to shoot a lot of lights.
Anna and Maura and Henry getting ready to go to sleep.
The city lit up feels magical to me. Every November they have Light Up Night
Goorin Brothers Hat Shop on Bleecker Street, New York City
Inspired by my son-in-law James. A bus on Bryant Street in Highland Park
Chinese New Year Table.
Reggie Howze playing the saxophone on the Roberto Clemente Bridge
Love to photograph the decorated Christmas houses at night.
St. Paul Cathedral – Oakland Pittsburgh
Balloon Man at Little Italy Days in Bloomfield
The barn at Bobbijo and Tim’s wedding.
I posted this or a similar one for fire and ice. Definitely nighttime
Getting a sandwich late at night. The sandwich with the french fries and coleslaw right on it.
The Greyhound Bus station at night in Pittsburgh