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Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
During a brief visit back home a couple of weeks ago, which I’ve been describing all week, one made it a point of visiting all of the old familiar places. After walking up on the Kosciuszcko Bridge, I scuttled back down to the cursed earth of Queens and headed down onto Review Avenue and into Blissville. Along the way, my eye kept getting caught by a plethora of heavy vehicles.
This is another one of the street corridors which I’ve spent a LOT of time along, and I’ll never forget the sights and sounds I’ve experienced here. For instance – during COVID’s mid lockdown period, I saw people using the high walls of First Calvary to practice rock climbing. Also during that interval, I saw the cemetery people digging up roads on their property to make room for an abundance of new graves, which was space that observationally filled up pretty quickly.
Scuttle, scuttle, scuttle.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
It was odd, I’ll admit. Being home again. I’ve said it a million times at this point, but whereas I now live in Pittsburgh and I’m building a new life there, NYC will always be what I refer to as ‘home.’ Especially so this section of poisoned terrain found amongst the concrete devastations which are line the banks of a ribbon of municipal indifference which the kids call the Newtown Creek.
Historic, it is, especially so for me.
I was dressed for Pittsburgh winter, unfortunately, wearing a heavy winter coat which I’ve adopted in place of the filthy black raincoat that was always my go to for outer garb here in NYC. It was an unusually warm afternoon for mid February, and one was perspiring freely. I took the opportunity for a quick sit down on an industrial building’s concrete siding, pulled off my coat and allowed my body temperature to drop.
Back in Pittsburgh, I’ve started a new habit of carrying a thermos bottle of water with me, but I didn’t bring it with me on the road trip – which I was cursing myself for at this particular moment.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Before y’all ask – no, I didn’t visit my favorite tree on Dutch Kills during this trip. There were a variety of reasons for that, which I won’t bore you with. I wasn’t back home for photographic pursuits I’d remind, instead I had some personal and familial business to take care of, and my behind the camera time was fairly limited. Also… is there a photo opportunity at Newtown Creek which I haven’t taken advantage of?
Back next week with just a few more shots, from my beloved Creek.
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