I won the tickets. We parked on the North Side for free and walked to Heinz Field. We didn’t buy anything at the game. Not a hotdog or a foam finger or even a plastic tray of nachos. Nada! A frugal effort to say the least. We slipped and slid to the field on the untreated walks. We got to the game and I had a purse with my camera. NOPE, even if it were empty, it could not enter the stadium.
Had to be see through plastic or a 4.5 x 6″ clutch. YIKES. We walked half way back to the car and Steve put in in the V of a tree in the park. It was to far to walk all the way back. It was leather and I carry my camera in it and couldn’t just pitch it in the giant dumpster provided for such bags. I don’t go to football games and didn’t realize the restrictions on bags. PNC Park never banned my camera/purse.
On to the snow (the very wet snow) and the cold and the damp and the loss. Yep. The loss.
A high scoring, exciting game, though. And disappointing.
We left before we could see the dismal end, the “almost greatest play ever” they said on the radio as we scraped the windshield and warmed up the car. Came home for soup and tea and a hot shower and I was STILL cold! But we had fun as best we could given the circumstances ie. weather.
Thanks random Steelers fan for photographing us! Nice.
Can you see Fort Pitt Bridge arch on the right? The city skyline was totally obliterated by fog and snow when we first arrived. If you stare you can see ghosts of the buildings.
Snow on the drums
Snow on Condiments
TV camera crew in the snow (taken with the iPhone)
Santa on his cell phone.
Discarded Terrible Towel. Sacrilege! (Sorry to post this photo, Myron- RIP)
What the city looked like later
Serious Tailgaters Equipment
More serious tailgaters personal equipment in a pick-up
The tree holding my purse until after the game when we retrieved it.
Pittsburgh Steel Man , Yoda and Bandito let me take their picture
We’re holing up.
Waiting for the predicted snow.
Not quite a burrow but definitely staying close to home.
It’s probably going to impact Thanksgiving travel plans for many in this neck of the woods.
I’m avoiding all stores with crowds- as everyone rushes to get milk and the last roll of T.P.
There’s urgent hype on the car radio as I drove home from school and I hear from a friend that reports on TV are insistent.
Came home and baked the dozen in some vodka sauce from the pantry (don’t ask) for 45 minutes and pretty soon there was a meal worthy of a winter night that feels like February instead of November.
In the dining room. What made the meal though?
The grater was in service again tonight. This time for the Parmigiano- Reggiano cheese. Steve added the beer and we had spinach salad. The candles made it seem warmer.
Driving on the North Side to home, headed down Chestnut Street towards Phineas Street. Going to cross the Allegheny on the 16th Street Bridge but before I got to the intersection, a car stopped in front of me to chat or ask directions of the pedestrians.
I noticed the trolley tracks and the bricks. Caught a quick picture on the phone.
So when did the streetcars stop? here is the answer
“The trolley lines could have been extended, perhaps. But as Touring Pittsburgh author Harold Smith observes with a minimum of rancor (for a trolley fan), “PAT was bus-minded to a fault. Between 1964 and 1967, it ended trolley service on all North Side and East End lines. By the early 1970s, only the present South [Hills] and the 53-Carrick line remained.”
Click here to learn about the 30+ trolley car collection at the Trolley Museum south of Pittsburgh in Washington PA off I 79.
It’s been here for more than a year in the East Liberty neighborhood. Where have I been?
Driving back and forth from school each day, I’ve been passing this shop since it opened in September 2012.
Right there on Highland Avenue.
I know mornings when I drive by on the way to school it’s dark and of course closed
but I thought I had some keen observational skills. Ha!
Guess not! Missed this shop until….
I had the chance to go inside as I was a few minutes early for lunch. I met the shop owner Julia Reynolds, and purchased a unique, Made-in-USA , artist crafted item for a gift – so can’t reveal what I bought yet cause they might see it on the blog today.
The store itself is a work of art and cool design. You can check out the “unique handcrafted gifts“ here
A return trip is necessary to more photos so you can see some of the artists’ work. You’ll have to click the link to see the art!
Ringing up my sale and giftboxing with white and red baker’s string.
Took the one above when I got home as I liked the look of the little cube box tied with string.
Castle Shannon ,PA.
Castle Shannon Boulevard.
Ice Castle Arena. I’d driven around in the dark in unfamiliar territory, spending a few minutes on Castle Road, a reidential neighborhood NOT the right castle.
Here is Zamboni on Ice after the second period.
One of my students plays on the Carrick team and invited me to come and watch and bring my camera. I sent his mom the photos I took of him but am posting this one of the Zamboni driver, grooming the ice for the third period.
Or resurfacing as they say in the biz.
Zamboni biz. Kudos to Frank Zamboni (1901-1988) who invented this mighty machine.
Click here for his photo and the Zamboni story.
Woke up this morning to the first snow.
After school there wasn’t much left in the school parking lot, except for these few leaves.
Curb medley of autumn leaves with icy accents.
Friday at Pittsburgh Carrick High School, students read more than 65 names of Armed Forces alumni who served and died for their country. WWII, Korea, Viet Nam, Iraq. Afghanistan.
Jeremiah played Taps from the back of the auditorium. Our Spanish teacher played the piano while another teacher sang God Bless America. There were family members who told stories about their service member who passed. It was a poignant ceremony. The students did a wonderful job, reading not only their names but where the member had served, their decorations and where they died.
A couple of alums who were Korean War Veterans spoke as well. I photographed the event and was deeply touched.
I’d gotten home from school, opened the door, put my school bag down. When I went back to close the door, there was this face- asking. Asking to eat! This is one of the two feral cats who were my neighbor’s kittens, one of the two we were able to capture and release after having them neutered and given a rabies shot at Animal Rescue League- four years ago now.
Remember my neighbor Ann P. had a clutter, clowder, pounce of cats. I had to look that up as I was thinking “colony” not herd or gaggle. (click here to see what other animal groups are named under collectives.) Ann P (90+) passed away and we were able to get two of the four young cats taken care of and those two are still coming around. Don’t know what happened to the other two.
This one has a particularly expressive face. (iPhone shot) I call it Long Tail. The other one has no tail and I call it Bunny Boy but granddaughter Anna calls him Bob which works as he was born without a tail.
Election Day. No students at school. No lines to vote. Many people stayed home from the polls today.
I heard the comments, “it’s a done deal.” ”Why bother?” ”My vote won’t make a difference in the outcome” “It’s already decided”
The 19th Amendment (Women’s Right to Vote) was ratified in 1920.
Even if you’re frustrated with politics, exasperated with politicians or feel powerless to affect change, it’s important to exercise your right to cast your ballot. In many places in the world, you’re denied this opportunity.
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
Sunday afternoon was the official dedication of the Gary and Nancy Tuckfelt Keeping Tabs- A Holocaust Sculpture at the Community Day School at the corner of Beechwood Boulevard and Forward Ave. The sculpture is a maze in the shape of the Star of David, created with glass blocks which are filled with six million pop tabs which took almost five years to collect , each tab representing a human life lost in the Holocaust. Many people contributed time, money and effort to the creation of the sculpture and the beautiful surrounding park. Walking into the maze, one is struck by the magnitude of the horror of genocide, the number of victims is hard to fathom but the pop tabs in the glass blocks are a reminder of the millions killed.
The resident artist, Elena Hiatt Houlihan has been with this project since 2002. Pop tabs were being collected since 1996 and Mr. Walter the History Teacher at Community Day School had aquariums filled with them when Elena arrived to help the student teams design the sculpture. Their original artist statement was read by her at the dedication ceremony today.
Elena had been a resident artist at Greenfield Elementary when I was the art teacher there and I remember her talking about the ongoing work of this sculpture and then funding and other circumstances delayed the completion.
It was a beautiful Autumn afternoon and there were speeches and prayers and an 8th grader played the violin. A chill wind and shadows gave one a shudder and reminded those present of the significance of the memorial sculpture. Never Forget.
I went up earlier in the day to photograph the memorial sculpture before all the people arrived.
Receiving a standing ovation, Mr. Walter comes to the podium to speakArtist in Residence Elena Hiatt Houlihan and Social Studies Teacher Mr. Bill Walter who started the collection of the pop tabs when he was teaching the Holocaust to middle school students at Community Day School.
Article in the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette about the Keeping Tabs Memorial Sculpture Dedication, this time including Elena Hiatt Houlihan’s name
After knitting at Ann’s, I drove her other friend to the Frick Market so she could order a fresh turkey. Right across from Sterrett School.
And when I parked I saw all of these fine items waiting to picked up at the curb. I talked to the people outside the market and they said they were going to be listed on Craiglist under CURB APPEAL
. It was the fake log fireplace and andirons that set the mood.
Point Breeze Corner
Braddock Ave Near Penn Ave
Just last year they had new Fall arrivals- see post
None of these are stellar shots, but the collection of random sampling – what I see when I drive around the different parts of the city, makes for an interesting hodge podge.
What do you see where you live that catches your eye today?
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.
When I was at the Mattress Factory for Professional Development last Tuesday, a colleague and I slipped into this room, part of the permanent exhibition.
The black light gives you a strange sensation when you’re in there. You can lose your equilibrium.
It’s really cool. You should come to Pittsburgh and experience this mirrored, polka dotted space. The going into the actual room as compared to viewing an iPhone snap of it, is quite different. The limitations of technology.
The artist- YAYOI KUSAMA created the installation.
You can watch the short documentary about her and her artwork below.
Due to Penn Avenue closure, I ended up in a Bloomfield Alley and caught this trash scene with the iPhone as I waited to get out into the main road.
Do you think people get tired of looking at what’s on their wall?
Just returned home after an unexpected evening at the Pittsburgh Public Theater. Friends called and asked if we would like to go with them. My dad loved this play and I thought of him a lot as I watched it.
Thornton Wilder wrote it in 1938. I’d say it is still going strong!
Directed by Ted Pappas. A really fine performance by all, headed up by Tom Atkins. Act 3 made me cry.
You’ve probably read the play or seen it, the movie or a TV version. Iconic, they say. A classic.
My parents were married in 1939. I have to ask my sister more about their affinity for it but tonight was a dress rehearsal at the O’Reilly Theater.
Opening night is tomorrow September 26th. It will run until October27th.
Everyone stood at the end of the play and gave the cast an enthusiastic, solid standing ovation. Powerful.
Had my cell to shoot this scene outside the theatre. The LION KING was happening at the Benedum and a school bus parked, waiting. A busy night for downtown Pittsburgh, our town.
Anyway, if you live in Pittsburgh, find a time to get downtown sometime in the next 30 days and experience OUR TOWN.
Penn Avenue Shot at Intermission between Acts
Saw this Sunday afternoon in the Strip District on the sidewalk in front of Art of Steel Ltd.
I was going down to the Strip to work on an ongoing photography project I started.
Seemed like a good day to go as I was in town, no school on Sunday and the weather was perfect.
As soon as I neared the Strip, I saw an incredible amount of traffic backed up and some tent tops. Parked immediately instead of trying to get closer and walked the rest of the way. Here’s what I saw
Strip District World Festival- A Community Event
I ate a delicious Baklava from Taverna 19, a new place with Greek food and dancing at night. (Right across from Primanti’s) I had already eaten lunch at home. Who knew?
Manuela the Caricaturist
Dance to the Music
Steel Dragon Kung Fu members dance the Lion Dance
This note from Chris at Steel Dragon the dance is actually a LION DANCE
I would like to mention that actually we did a lion dance today. The MC confused the name of what we were doing. Our name (as you know) is Steel Dragon (or Gong Lung in Chinese). What we did was a lion dance. The actual name of the one we did today is “Eight Immortals Carry the Mountain to Fill the Eastern Sea”, which is a story from a classic novel called the Eight Immortals Cross the Sea.
Incidentally, Dragons have many more people than lions (7-100 people vs 2 in a lion) and when you see the head, you can tell their different. If you want, you can check out the video we just posted which has clips from lion and dragons dances on it (plus I just edited so I love when people look at it ) The link is on our website under videos. (see link)
Look behind you!
Alex and Ben were the Lion with Steeler Colors
Two Pound Pepperoni Roll and Mr. Sunseri
Schorin’s has everything
Mr. Bennett Price
Inside of an inch.
I’m here on the inside , getting the inside scoop.
“What lies behind you and what lies in front of you , pales in comparison to what lies inside of you,” Ralph Waldo Emerson
Mostly I’m on the outside looking in. Beside myself, editing out for INSIDE.
Maybe I should title it, a glass between us.
Costume Store NYC
NYC W 10th Street Cleaning the Sewers Truck
Idlewild Park, You can see outside from Inside the One Room Schoolhouse
Inside the glass booth
Inside the bakery case
Construction on Carson, before the football game
Inside the press box
Farewells at the graduation party
The Balloon Man
Unusual POV? selected from recent shoots
Henrietta Pussycat as seen from Mr. Rogers Neighborhood Trolley- Idlewild Park
Not so unusual but this is the McArdle Roadway Bridge where I shot the other two photos
Grandson Michael steers the Ducky boat on the Monongahela River towards the Fort Pitt Bridge
and a Pirates game on TV, as seen through a bar room window on Carson Street
Unexpected bagpipe music emanating from Penn Avenue near the Car Park, on our way to the Fireworks Night at PNC Park-
Steve pulled over to the curb. I got out of the car. Placed a bill in her case on the walk and asked if it would be all right to take a photo. She nodded.
A student at Carnegie Mellon University, piping for the Tartans, practicing, playing cool music for downtown Pittsburgh
AND imprinted on her card-
Bagpiping for Western Pennsylvania, (and doing a great job of it, too)
and at the bottom- Weddings, Funerals, Military Functions, Anniversaries, Birthdays, Social Events, Group and Individual Instruction. Solo and Band Prizes -US Canada and Scotland I believe it!
….. Her name is Liz Cherry and she is skilled in the way of the pipes!
I crossed Penn Avenue and took this view, to capture the surroundings.