Archives # 048
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Circumstance and weather often decide how active your humble narrator is at any given time. Sometimes it’ll actually be bad weather that draws me out and about, contravening logic and sense, whereas any random injury or odd medical situation can idle the camera and force me to shelter in place at HQ for extended intervals.
The recent ankle situation is one of those random injuries, for instance. Normally, it’s two short walks (approx 3-5 miles) and one long one (8-10 miles) every week. Given that the ground in Pittsburgh, at this writing, is covered in a half inch of hard clear ice and I’m recovering from a busted ankle – discretion is the better part of valor.
In 2013’s ‘linger strangely’ I apparently needed to release a poop into the wild, the urgency of which was a torment while transversing from LIC back to Astoria while on a photo walk. Furthermore, I decided to write about the experience. Y’know… Pittsburgh has public bathrooms deployed all over the place… just imagine that, New Yorkers.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m sure it’s going to be agony when it warms up this week and I attempt my first outing. This week’s posts are being written on Friday the 6th, as a note. I know where my first photo session will be, and I’ve been planning it for roughly a month since the cast came off. It’s as important to know where you’ve been as it is to have a plan for where you’re going.
2015’s ‘cyclopean endeavor’ saw a humble narrator focusing in on the Queens side progress of the Kosciuszcko Bridge replacement operation. This was just a part, of course, of a multiple years long series of posts.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Back in Astoria, when the weather wasn’t on my side, or I just didn’t feel like wandering around Newtown Creek at night, I’d set up the tripod on my porch and shoot the moon. Like Subways entering the station, moon shots are HARD to pull off, but they’re all about the technical side of things. The satellite is moving quite a bit faster through the sky than the naked eye would suggest, and the combination of a super bright subject set against the fuligin darkness of the night sky… t’aint easy. More fails than wins.
These archive posts are reaching into Newtown Pentacle’s backups, and are pulling posts that went public on this date, in their respective years, going back to 2009. This practice will continue until I’m back on both feet full time, and new photos and stories can be gathered. For anyone who hasn’t heard the news, I broke my left ankle at the end of September.
2017’s ‘second search’ saw me playing around with the moon, camera wise.
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Archives #047
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My pals at Newtown Creek Alliance and I used to find ourselves reporting oil slicks and other petroleum related situations to the NYS DEC quite often. The head spill investigator for the agency, who was based in LIC, used to bring us in for an informal lecture and describing how to identify the type of conditions we were observing, and how to report it to the agency to get the quickest investigatory response. This relationship bore much fruit over the years, and still does.
Me? I’ve got at least three ‘reported observations’ which ended up becoming formal ‘remediation efforts’ by NYS officialdom. ‘Eyes on the Creek,’ that was one of the operative rules for us.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Often has a humble narrator opined that the NYC Subway system provides circumstances favorable to the practice of a very technical form of photography. Low light, reflective surfaces, fast moving subject matter… add in a prohibition against tripods, lights, and flash… if you’re struggling to master hand held and low illumination photography skills, go ride the subways and get good at it. You’re commuting somewhere anyway, why not make creative use of otherwise lost time?
2015’s ‘copper eyed’ is all about subways, and photographing them as they enter the station. As a note: This is one of the very few times that I included the shot’s exposure triangle information, incidentally, which was me trying to pull back the curtain a bit to show how I do my thing.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I always figured that since half of my time outside the house in NYC was inevitably going to revolve around transit so I might as well make some usage of my wait times on the subway platform. Eventually this catalog of transit included every single public conveyance I could get a camera next to – taxis, buses, citibike… everything public.
These archive posts are reaching into Newtown Pentacle’s backups, and are pulling posts that went public on this date, in their respective years, going back to 2009. This practice will continue until I’m back on both feet full time, and new photos and stories can be gathered. For anyone who hasn’t heard the news, I broke my left ankle at the end of September.
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Archives #046
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
These archive posts are reaching into Newtown Pentacle’s backups, and are pulling posts that went public on this date, in their respective years, going back to 2009. This practice will continue until I’m back on both feet full time, and new photos and stories can be gathered. For anyone who hasn’t heard the news, I broke my left ankle at the end of September.
Further, as I predicted, the minute that the docs told me it’d be ok to start normal activities again – atmospheric temperatures dropped down into the 20’s, then it started snowing here in Pittsburgh, and the combination of all that resulted in leaving behind icy conditions.
No bueno, regarding the ankle and ice. Hopefully, this is the last week of archive posts, and next week new material should start showing up again.
Thanks for sticking with me during this trial, it’s meant a lot – the comments, views, etc. have definitely buoyed me up during dark times.
2013’s ‘uneasy voices’ detailed the scene as yet another one of the endless ‘Astoria Hullabloo’s’ set up just under my window when FDNY and NYPD suddenly appeared in large numbers on Broadway.
This sort of thing would occur at least once a month during the entire interval that I lived on Broadway’s corner of 44th street in Astoria. Yes, I lived directly over Gino’s Pizza. Zuzu the dog liked sleeping on the tile floor directly over their pizza oven, during the winter months.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey, that’s my shadow! You can see the outline of the street cassock filthy black raincoat and everything. Good times…
A standard ‘short walk’ I’d commit to at least once a week was to negotiate over to 39th street, at Northern Blvd., from Astoria, then walk past Sunnyside Yards and southwards up a shallow hill to Skillman Avenue. Skillman would then negotiate me across Queens Plaza and off the hill, slotting my feet into a path which led directly to the Degnon Terminal and the Dutch Kills tributary of Newtown Creek. There and back again was about 5-6 miles and a great short walk. Miss that route.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I didn’t used to just walk south from Astoria, it was just the more interesting walk visually than the other way. Y’know… another favorite destination for a short walk was Luyster Creek on the northern side, but there were so many long stretches of just residential blocks, which are rumored to be full of humans. In some spots, there are positive infestations of the man-apes. Always did I avoid the crowds and congregations of the humans, given the changeability and capriciousness of their moods.
I love’s me a post industrial and often deserted waterway, I do. Throw in all of the fence hole POV’s at Sunnyside Yards… Dutch Kills won most of the time.
In 2015’s ‘known specie,’ your humble narrator found himself walking over to the forbidden northern shore of Queens via ‘Astoria, astoria.’
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Archives #045
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
It’s been a long and strange experience, the broken ankle thing. Far and away the most painful injury suffered during the last twenty thousand and nine hundred twenty five days. As of publication of this post, the broken ankle injury occurred roughly one thousand eight hundred and ninety six hours ago. I spent the first three weeks of that interval in an opioid haze caused by the necessity of pain killers. I was helpless as a baby, as well.
Voting was a challenge due to the ankle, but a Cop helped me get up a set of steps to the polling site for the parking area, and I then cast my lot.
2010’s ‘ceaseless mazes’ talks about an encounter with the New York & Atlantic on the LIRR’s Lower Montauk tracks in Maspeth.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The opioid interval of this experience saw me watching endless hours of police bodycam footage on YouTube for some reason. Since, I’ve been preparing a twenty item long list of ‘things you don’t do when the cops show up, as it really sets them off.’ One of these (#13) is ‘don’t threaten to track the Cops down where they live and kidnap their kids.’ That really doesn’t go down well with the gendarmes, who happily slap a ‘terroristic threat Felony charge’ on the ‘perp’ in return.
It’s Batman rules. You’re not going to win, so just give up when the cops get there. Shut your trap and let them do what they do. The only person you talk to is a lawyer. Batman rules. Batman rules? You’re not going to be able to beat up or resist Batman, that’s the rule. You also can not win a fight with the Cops on the street.
2012’s ‘poor substitute’ detailed a ride on MTA’s holiday nostalgia trains.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m hoping that these archives posts will be a thing of the past pretty soon, but let’s see how sound the ankle actually is, and whether or not I can truly resume my normal activities. Thanks for sticking with Newtown Pentacle through all this, it’s been a balm knowing that y’all are here.
These archive posts are reaching into Newtown Pentacle’s backups, and are pulling posts that went public on this date, in their respective years, going back to 2009. This practice will continue until I’m back on both feet full time, and new photos and stories can be gathered. For anyone who hasn’t heard the news, I broke my left ankle at the end of September.
Finally, 2016’s ‘unctuous haggling’ walks around the “Carridor” of Northern Boulevard nearby the border of Astoria and Woodside.
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Archives #044
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As described yesterday, medical clearance for a return to whatever it is that I call ‘normal’ is at hand. I’ve still got a long orthopedic road ahead of me, as the busted ankle’s surgical recovery period will still be playing out for several months. It’s sore, and I can feel the various tendons and ligaments growing annoyed while reversing the atrophy which they’ve suffered, during the period when I was adorned with a cast.
In many ways, this is how this particular moment feels to me. I’m back, maybe? Care to step outside?
2009’s ‘Mt Zion 4- A Lurid Shimmering of Pale Light’ was published on this date, part of a series exploring the centuried polyandrion.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve still got another month of ‘PT’ ahead of me. So far, it’s all about stretching and strength training for the affected limb. I’ve had to explain to my trainer that I’m probably the least athletic person he’s ever worked with and that a ‘spasmodic, lurching, flying, and scuttling’ form and posture of locomotion is normal for one such as myself. Christmas week is theoretically when I’m meant to have a sit down with the surgeon who slotted me back together, and that’s when I’m expecting this experience to start to really wind down and recede into a bad memory.
2011’s ‘hewn rudely’ discusses the ‘ancient home of graft’ which is what they used to call LIC before consolidation with the larger city.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m writing this on Thanksgiving Day, so there’s actually a chance that next week (2nd week of December) you might actually see something newly gathered here. No promises, as there’s still weather to contend with, and it’s meant to be snowing in Pittsburgh for the next few days…
These archive posts are reaching into Newtown Pentacle’s backups, and are pulling posts that went public on this date, in their respective years, going back to 2009. This practice will continue until I’m back on both feet full time, and new photos and stories can be gathered. For anyone who hasn’t heard the news, I broke my left ankle at the end of September.
Another cemetery post was published, this time in 2012, in ‘Tales of Calvary 13- The Callahan monument.’ You never know what, or who, you’re going to find at First Calvary.
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