Who knew that I must photograph every sign I encounter?
The trick is to cull the signs and show the most interesting.
BUT I am astounded at how I am attracted to them.
As I kept exporting the variety of signs from different locales, I remembered my travels and who I was with and what we were doing.
Just being out and about I see a ton of signs.
I am going to me more mindful of my capturing them and figuring out why I press the shutter button.
Guess I read them and document what I read.
A sampling of signs-
Chinatown New York City
Greenwich Village NYC
Coney Island NY Sign
Brooklyn Botanic Garden
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
Steelers fans watch their team fairing poorly against the the Miami Dolphins. Sitting through it while it snowed.
Steelers fans exhibit incredible endurance.
The park bench and tree endure the winter snowfall.
A billboard tribute to Bob and Chris. Happy 40th Anniversary.
from the early 1900’s, Marcus Illions carved carousel horse at Coney Island
New York City endures
Makes me think of a crowd and my blog theme- ” place with a trace of humanity”
NOTE: If you are not a
WordPress Blogger just skip down to the collection of Silhouette Gallery photos
So WordPress decided to change the editor where one creates a new post and I just couldn’t see how it is any sort of an improved model. Perhaps it just takes some getting accustomed to the new format?
“No worries, just switch to classic mode” they reassured me at the top of the WordPress Page. I clicked.
And then when you click :PREVIEW the post from the classic mode, it then reverts to the New Editor, it does not stay in “classic mode”
Life is all about change and our ability to adapt to change, right?
But sometimes CHANGE is NOT an improvement.
(And what the heck is the BEEP BEEP BOOP someone created for the loading while you wait? Oh my)
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming and I know talking about computer issues bores people.
MY SILHOUETTE GALLERY – You’ve seen a few of these before if you follow the blog
St. John at Cupples Field South Side
Looking up Murray Avenue
Dinosaur Demolition (you’ve seen this one before)
Celeste as a bride last weekend. I was actually trying to get a good silhouette but it didn’t quite work out.
Winter trees in Highland Park
A bit of a stretch for the Weekly Photo Challenge Zig Zag.
A super guest post is coming tomorrow. Stay Tuned!
Zig Zag shoes. You may have seen them on here before.
A bolt of lightning knocked out the internet so blogging from my phone
Rhubarb says Spring to me.
When the three kids were younger, we’d pile in the car and drive 7 hours to New York City to visit my sister. I’d park in the lot by the pier on the Hudson and we’d make our way up the five floor walk-up to her apartment. Everyone would be asleep on the floor camping out and in the early morning, Aunt Mary would walk to Zito’s Bakery on Bleecker Street, come home with warm loaves. She’d have the butter out and a jar of her homemade strawberry rhubarb preserves. She’d slice the bread on a wooden board. That’s what the kids woke up to – warm bread and butter and strawberry rhubarb preserves-
Berenice Abbott took this photo of Zito’s in 1937.
Today I went to the Farmer’s market on the South Side and bought two bunches of rhubarb and fresh picked strawberries. I was trying to remember the method and chopped the stalks in one inch pieces, put them into a large enamel kettle and sprinkled with sugar to sit.
The loaf from the Farmers Market on the bread board, a gift from my sister.
Before Matthew was born and he’s 33!
Kids grown up and gone but tonight as I taste the strawberry rhubarb preserves, I remember.
P.S. And to answer your question Mary, on the card-
I did get that assistantship and that’s how I was able to get hired at Pittsburgh Public Schools in 1989!
P.P.S. Zito’s is gone now.
Perusing the archives in a different computer. I know this STREET LIFE challenge could go on and on and on……Will stop now. I really liked it, though. Guess you can tell.
It’s fun to scan the files for forgotten photos you might not post otherwise.