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for silver

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“Newtown Creek for the Vulgarly Curious” is a fully annotated 68 page, full-color journey from the mouth of Newtown Creek at the East River all the way back to the heart of darkness at English Kills, with photos and text by Mitch Waxman.

Check out the preview of the book at lulu.com, which is handling printing and order fulfillment, by clicking here.

Every book sold contributes directly to the material support and continuance of this, your Newtown Pentacle.

“Newtown Creek for the Vulgarly Curious” by Mitch Waxman- $25 plus shipping and handling, or download the ebook version for $5.99.

Project Firebox 16

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– photo by Mitch Waxman

Too seldom consulted and seldom admired, this notable exception to municipal prejudice on Review Avenue provides succor and aid to the long strip of industrial and warehouse buildings which typify the severe declination that leads one to the Newtown Creek, and acts as a watchman over the titan walls of Calvary Cemetery.

note: apologies for missing yesterday and for the non tangential nature of this post, but I’m a little busy with something at the moment. I’ll be back on the stick within a day or so.

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January 13, 2011 at 2:31 pm

Project Firebox 15

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– photo by Mitch Waxman

The seldom trammeled but often traversed intersection of Skillman Avenue, 43rd Avenue, and 32nd Place alongside the titan Sunnyside Yard is home to this wounded veteran. Here’s a google maps “street view” shot of it in happier times.

A cursory examination of the nycfire.net forums has at last revealed a discussion of the prevailing logic governing the odd numbering system which codifies the alarm boxes, and discusses why you’ll often see the base and stump of an alarm box left in place years after the actual alarm has been removed. Check it out here.

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January 11, 2011 at 11:15 am

pitying smiles

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– photo by Mitch Waxman

Inveterate pedestrians who frequent the primary arteries of Queens will tell you that are few City streets like Jackson Avenue in Long Island City.

As the ancient thoroughfare slides past the Megalith at Court Square, one might observe- if atmospheric condition and time of day permit- the curious reflections cast by the mirror skin of the towering structure. Not long ago, a member of the cultural intelligentsia named Heidi Neilson published her novel and intriguing “Long Island City Sundial” concept, which describes the inverse of the what you’re seeing above.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

At Queens Plaza, where the first phase of the titan “Gotham Center” construction envisioned by the Tishman Speyer corporation nears completion, I’ve noticed a similarly reflective affect taking place as the burning thermonuclear eye of god itself plays across the polished and curiously curved mirror glass serving as its architectural facade (and curtain wall) which is tangentially similar to that observed at Court Square, just a few blocks away.

As a note, the recent posting “progress” follows the construction of the structure from the ground up and from every corner of the Newtown Pentacle in a slideshow format.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Queens Plaza is a notoriously difficult environ for the photographer with it’s rich collection of elevated and shadow gathering steel trackways and their cyclopean aspect- it’s dark and dirty and the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume (due, no doubt, to the uncountable number of vehicles transiting it at any given moment). Vast inventories of vehicles, variegated and numerous, move in short bursts as they ache in traffic in order to transit to and from Queensboro.

What the place has always needed, required in fact, is merely better lighting!

– photo by Mitch Waxman

The seamless robe of that gloom and soot and hurried transit which 150 years of breakneck growth hath wrought seems to have finally been rent by the reflective light emanating from the new structure, illuminating the dimly lit and misunderstood bridge plaza. Lighting like this would be too expensive for the ordinary photographer or cinema “Auteur” to manufacture, especially given that at this location, and as the day progresses- the relections follow and present the inverse position of the burning thermonuclear eye of god itself as it rolls across the sky.

I would add that it is extremely uncomfortable to be in the direct path of these reflections or wander into one unexpectedly, as (given the permanent twilight around the rest of Queens Plaza) one’s pupils contract precipitously in the same manner as they might if a sudden camera flash erupted in an otherwise comfortably lit room.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Strobing, the light returned from the reflective “blue with a hint of green” colored glass of the Gotham Center building is cool in temperature.

Studies in “color psychology” conducted by municipalities all around the world suggest that public area illumination accomplished and designed to utilize the blue frequencies of visible radiation suffer fewer incidents of public disobeyance, misdemeanor and felony incidents, and that other beneficial psychological effects are evidenced. For instance, the Keihin Electric Express Railway Co. of Yokohama (amongst others in Japan) installed blue lights at stations with high numbers of suicide attempts, Glasgow is apparently all about the blues, and the Police in Nara, Japan report a 9% drop in crime under blue lighting.

Perhaps this gigantic soft box in Queens Plaza is actually a mechanism designed to help quiet anticipations of a restive future population? It is meant to house the City’s Department of Health, after all.

This sounds like hippie talk to a humble narrator, however.

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January 7, 2011 at 12:15 am

the stinking shallows

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– photo by Mitch Waxman

As mentioned in yesterday’s posting, aimless wandering around the Dutch Kills tributary of Newtown Creek was how your humble narrator spent Monday afternoon. The stealthy ones… let’s just call them Cats… pointed me in this direction, and low tide was observed.

Strewn, the 29th street roadside coast of the canal is a favored location for illegal dumping of both construction debris and putrescent garbage- which- when combined with the stagnant conditions which are typical of this water and factoring the recent snow melt…

-let’s just say that the smell here is a tangible and seemingly sentient thing.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

It was low tide when I stood there, my attentions drawn to exposed sediments and that curiously decayed steel which composes the hull of a long stranded barge- both of which are remarkable. Casting my lens around, I noticed the sickly trees adorning the filth bearing shore and began thinking about the posting “a creeping run” which was presented here- at your Newtown Pentacle- just days ago.

Hyperbolic, the post pondered the presence of organochemical mutagens in the water, swirling about in that vast cocktail of industrial runoff– whose whispered effects have been studied only as individual constituents rather than “in solution” or “in concert”- not just here, but all along that cautionary tale known as the Newtown Creek.

The trees.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Let me state three things here…

first-simulacra” is a term I use to describe the appearance to the human eye of patterns in organic and random shapes. Certain contrasts in entirely random shapes might suggest a “man in the moon” or a “dragon in the clouds” or “Jesus on a pancake” or “Allah’s name inside an apple” or any of the usual visual coincidences experienced by people when confronted with a well done puppet or artistically wrought doll. It’s the way our eyes and brains work, ultimately. I don’t know what other people call it, but that’s what is meant when I say it.

second- I’m a professional photo retoucher in the New York City advertising world, and routine tasks call for me to create composite images which blend multiple exposures into a single illusory image (as well as taking the mustaches off the pretty ladies). This is the creation of a lie in photographic form, featuring distortions of anatomy and removal of a subjective series of perceived flaws in the subject matter. One of the tricks of the trade is understanding how to manipulate that sense of “simulacra”. In other words, I am quite capable of faking something, photographically speaking.

third- As a statement of principle and duty to the record- the photos which occur during these postings are unaltered except for color and exposure correction and sharpening. Whenever it’s a “trick image” like an “HDR” or “stitched panorama” or “tilt shift”- I endeavor to label it as such.

The Trees.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

This shot is un-messed around with, a simulacra caused by a broken branch or a parasitic infection… it must be…

For even around the malignant Dutch Kills…

Even when deeply sunken roots are drinking in some mutagenic stew of petroleum byproducts, sewage borne pharmaceutical runoff, and unmentionable organocoppers

Even in these unmentionable and shunned waste meadows of the Creekland…

The Trees…

The Trees… are not meant to have eyes.

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January 5, 2011 at 12:15 am