Archive for October 2024
Archives #014
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Continuing with the archives posts today, as a humble narrator ‘keeps on keeping on’ in terms of recovering from a severely broken left ankle. This experience is just no fun whatsoever, I’d mention. The three posts offered today were all published on this date in their respective years.
This post from 2009 delves deeply into a visit to Manhattan’s Grand Lodge of the Freemasons, and was the first of multiple posts describing the experience.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I really doubled down on night time photos in 2018 and 2019, and I’d often be observed wandering around Newtown Creek’s concrete devastations in the dark. Miss those times, and my splendid isolation.
This 2018 post sees me ‘freelance philosophifizing’ about the state of the world, which is a string of narrative and reasoning that led ultimately to my final motto in NYC – nothing matters and nobody cares.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I think that I was attending a Working Harbor Committee meeting before shooting the photos in this post, but that’s a guess. Can’t imagine why I would have been in the theater district otherwise.
In this 2019 post, I reveal the fact that the Times Square subway station sits on top of a subterrene Hellmont to the general citizenry, which accounts for why it’s always so hot down there.
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Archives #013
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My beloved Creek, how I miss thee… This shot looks towards Brooklyn’s Greenpoint from LIC’s Blissville along the Greenpoint Avenue Bridge. What’s missing here is a rail bridge which used to connect LIRR freight trains to the Brooklyn side, where the Mobil Refinery used to stand.
Today, another archives post from broken ankle country (#brankle) greets you, with all represented posts having been originally presented on this date in their respective years.
This 2015 post discusses the garbage train in LIC’S Blissville section.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I always figured that if I broke an ankle it would be all the way back in Brooklyn at the end of English Kills, which is also the end of Newtown Creek, and is found some 3.8 miles from the East River. I never liked going back here alone, either. Too easy to get hurt and too difficult to get help if you did.
This 2017 post visits the actual last mile of Newtown Creek in Brooklyn.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
End of December in 2022 is when I left NYC and moved to Pittsburgh. No regrets, I would add. Again, it’s an interesting thing for me to recollect about the actual sensory experience of this particular day when viewing the photos. I remember the day this shot was captured as offering near perfect weather conditions for a long walk.
This 2023 post from October 23 involved me trying to ‘get back on the stick’ exercise wise, after an interval of being stuck at home while caring for Our Lady of the Pentacle after she endured a medical procedure. A year later and our positions have reversed, and I’m the one in trouble.
Back tomorrow.
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Archives #012
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Broken ankle guy Mitch here (hashtag ‘Brankle’), with today’s Newtown Pentacle archives post. These postings were chosen in somewhat random fashion – with the commonality and conceit of the grouping being that they were all published on this date in their respective years, falling sometime between 2009 and now. It’s going to be a while before I’m presenting anything that’s been newly gathered here, as I’m literally writing this post while sitting in the same wheelchair that I’ve been inhabiting for the last month.
This 2014 post discussed the coin operated ‘rides’ and vending machines which populate the sidewalks of Astoria outside of deli’s and pizzerias.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Putting these posts together, especially in my current physical state, have offered me an interesting experience. I seldom look backwards at the road I’ve walked, except to check if I’m being followed, of course. The archive post may be talking about some obtuse historical talking point, or arguing against this or that issue of the day, but the photos always bring me right back to the day/hour/minute existential reality of capturing them. I remember walking down Roosevelt Avenue in the cold – vividly – on the night that the shot above was captured. The image calls up memory of smell and sounds for me. That’s what’s so interesting about pulling these old posts, and seeing all the places that this ‘schmuck with a camera’ had managed to talk his way into.
Heh, check me out – nostalgic.
This post from 2018 mentions that today is the anniversary of Edison electrifying the first light bulb, amongst other things, and runs three fairly unrelated photos as illustration. It was also a Monday.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The escape from New York was being planned for a lot longer than I let on, and by October of 2021 it already was looking like Pittsburgh was where we would be headed towards. A sudden appearance of posts talking about lands which might be found beyond New Jersey or …Staten Island… begin to populate the archives here in 2021.
October 22 in 2021 saw this Pittsburgh post published, with images captured in a long walk that asked the question ‘could I live here?’
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Archive #011
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Progress continues here in Pittsburgh, as far the recovery from the broken left ankle injury goes. To wit, this is the first of these archive posts that I didn’t have to throw together in a panic on the morning it was meant to publish. What that also means that is that my thought processes are recovering, and the sensory ‘noise’ introduced by the pain transmitting up from the ankle and foot is beginning to fall off a bit. This is being written on Saturday the 19th, btw.
Back in 2009, I was walking over the Pulaski Bridge – spanning the fabulous Newtown Creek – when the bridge opened for maritime traffic, as described in this posting from October 21 of that year. I find this sort of thing exciting.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m hoping to be able to drive again fairly soon. What’s been holding me back is the physical reality of getting down the same flight of stairs that I broke my ankle on, then out the door to the driveway, and finally getting into the car without killing myself or incurring any new injuries. It’s a palaver, every little thing is. Taking a dump requires ten minutes of planning and careful execution just to get into position on the porcelain.
October 21 in 2012 is when this post was published, which discussed a random tugboat that I encountered while out on NY Harbor.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The last time I experienced the lack of purpose I do now was during COVID, but at least then I was able to go out at night and walk the deserted sidewalks of the concrete devastations in LIC. No walkie for me for a long while, with long walks not being possible on an even longer timeline. I might have to switch over to bike riding!
This 2020 post ruminated upon getting what you want and not having to act like some boring and ideological ass to achieve it.
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Archives #010
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Catching up with what’s going on here at Newtown Pentacle: about a month ago, your humble narrator suffered a severe ankle injury, called a ‘Trimalleolor Fracture with dislocation.’ Surgery was required to put me back together, which has kicked off an interval of painful recovery during which I’m quite disabled. As the healing process plays out, photowalk activities are obviously not happening, so archive posts are being offered here instead. The conceit is that all of these posts were published on this calendrical date, but that’s really all they have in common other than myself as author.
On October 18th in 2011, a ‘placeholder’ post was published which coincidentally carried the best shot of FDNY’s ‘Three Forty Three’ Fireboat that I ever captured (above).
– photo by Mitch Waxman
It’s been an interesting thing, being useless. Normally, I like to contribute as much effort as possible into life’s list of mundane tasks. Long suffering, Our Lady of the Pentacle has shouldered the entire household’s ‘to-do’ list unto herself and has been caring for my needs as well as those of our clinically insane dog Moe. To his credit, Moe adapted pretty quickly to ‘Daddy’s in a wheel chair.’
In 2016, a description of a nocturnal visit to Brooklyn’s Greenwood Cemetery was offered in this October 18th posting.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve got about two to three weeks worth of sitting around ahead of me, an interval that is bookmarked by my next appointment with the surgeon. My status will theoretically change after that meeting, and hopefully the healing process will have advanced to the point where I can use my left leg again. I miss walking around, and especially pacing back and forth while cooking up my plans.
I have no recollection of what it was that set me off while writing this 2019 post, but at this point in time I was already on the Community Board back in Astoria so… it was likely bike lane related. Those people…
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