I Shot Manhattan
I was on my midday walkabout and took these photos. Something interesting always pops up. It makes a tedious day bearable. I wish my phone took better quality pics. Where's the iPhone 5?!
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I saw this little peanut sprite walking up 6th Avenue near 57th Street.
She wound her way through the oncoming businessmen, office drones and delivery jockeys. Nobody seemed to take notice of her! What's wrong with New Yorkers!? They're so absorbed in chasing their destinies that they forget to look around them.
Her handler—I don't think it was her mom—was several paces in front of her. Too many, if you ask me. 57th Street is a main east/west artery in Manhattan. It's a raging boulevard! She should pay closer attention.
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There's a great new window display at Burgdorf Goodman. Window displays in Manhattan are a pretty serious business. They can take on the air of an art exhibit—especially around Christmastime. This crop of displays uses paper as its root design element. That's a giant vegetable peeler on the wall. It's hard to tell from the photo, but the jacket material looks very paper-like.
This one is my favorite. Paper is fed through a strainer and comes out the other end looking like angel hair pasta.
At the other end of the window, the threads of paper are whipped by a gigantic egg beater. In person, the paper looks soft and frothy. How fun is that?
The women who buy these clothes have probably never operated a vacuum cleaner in their entire lives. I suppose that's reducing them all to a cheap stereotype, but I call 'em as I see 'em. I'll bet I'm right.
The mess on the floor is comprised of tiny bits of confetti that are perfect circles.Look at the previous photo. That's a LOT of confetti!
Look what they did to this poor book. Just to sell a stupid handbag! Those butchers. *shudder*
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Blogger has updated its dashboard interface. It now includes the actual read count for each and every post. The only thing this has accomplished is to mock how miniscule my readership is.