Posts Tagged ‘photowalk’
Up, down, all around
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My plan for a ‘long walk’ on this particular day was to force myself into a state of continuous motion for around four hours, so after riding the T from the suburb of Dormont and into the City of Pittsburgh, a humble narrator started kicking his feet around.
My original route was altered by construction on the T which saw it not stopping where I had intended to go, but who cares about that? I soon found myself at a municipal staircase leading up the ‘Boulevard of the Allies,’ which in turn would lead me to a crossing of the Monongahela River over the Liberty Bridge.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This was only the second time I’ve walked this path, one which I declare as being pretty cool. A recent addition to my kit has been a fishing hat that I bought at Costco for $12. The burning thermonuclear eye of god itself is a baleful entity here in the Pittsburgh area, and on relatively clear summer days it’s a malignant force. I needed something with a bit more cover than a baseball cap, and found my personal desires answered at a warehouse store found, in a shopping mall, that sits on land that used to be occupied by what once was the nation’s largest steel mill. I never felt more American.
It’s funny. My entire life has been defined by the NYC ‘thing’ where you’ve got a knapsack with you when you leave the house in the morning, which contains every thing in it you’re going to need until returning home at night. I’m still adjusting to having a car to stuff gear into, and that it’s ok to bring an extra heavy tripod with me because why not? The NYC experience saw me working feverishly to shave a half pound, or even a few ounces, of weight out of my camera bag, and carefully considering putting one lens or another into my camera bag based on how much the thing weighs rather than what it does.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m actually pretty happy with the shot above, captured from the Liberty Bridge. Fairly frustrated was a humble narrator, however, as everywhere that one scuttled to in search of a neat freight rail photo opportunity was utterly empty of such traffic. As is always the case, when I’d walk away from the POV spot, you’d hear a train horn blowing and feel the rumble of it passing. Uggh. Frustrating.
One scuttled about for a while, pushing forward, and eventually – after the four hours of forced marching were over – headed back to the T and home to Dormont about 6 miles south of this spot and on the other side of a mountain. Back tomorrow.
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An examination is inherently a recrimination
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Another Doctor’s appointment found me parking the Mobile Oppression Platform on the roof of the hospital’s lot, where some pretty keen views of Pittsburgh were on offer. The Yinzers, which is what the Pittsburgh people call themselves, seem duty bound to park in the first available spot they see, and nearby an entrance or exit. Me? I go where it’s less crowded, and where you might be able to see something.
Thereby I always seem to park on the roof deck of these multi story parking facilities. Additionally, the odds of having my car damaged by somebody who isn’t paying attention, while they’re negotiating the narrow confines of the garage, is lessened in these less populated areas. I don’t mind walking a few hundred feet or taking a flight of stairs, in fact I prefer it.
The shot above is looking more or less south.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Looking more or less eastwards, over the historic housing stock at the edge of an area called ‘The Mexican War Streets,’ part of the larger ‘North Side,’ and towards the Heinz Lofts/Factory buildings. I’m told this section can get a little dicey at times, but I don’t have any personal experience to damn or bless that bit of transmitted knowledge. There’s a few places which I’m intrigued by that the locals have told me are fairly dangerous. I, on the other hand, grew up in 1980’s NYC, so… my perceptions of ‘dicey’ use a different rubric for ‘stranger danger’ than the one most have.
I was visiting a diagnostic lab at the hospital this time around, and getting ultrasounded. My new Doctor is pretty thorough, and the various concerns he has for me have manifested as a series of somewhat esoteric probings and banal violations of personal dignity, but I’m committed to the ‘program’ he’s got me on so there you go.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After having wiped the lubricant goo from the ultrasound off and then getting dressed again, I negotiated the maze of hallways within the hospital and then found myself back at the car.
What to do, what to do? Get a shot of the Heinz campus, obviously.
This zone of Pittsburgh is quite interesting, by the way.
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Wound up
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Crossing the Monongahela River, one headed back in the direction of the T Light Rail which had provided a humble narrator with transport from the suburban HQ in Dormont over to the titular center of Pittsburgh.
I was on the Hot Metal Bridge during this particular interval.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Said span is pictured above, and the one in the distance in the first shot is called the Birmingham Bridge. For more, click here.
Rather than sticking to the waterfront as is my habit, this time around I decided to walk down one of the ‘main drags’ in the neighborhood immediately found nearby. This commercial ‘high street’ is called East Carson St., and there’s an abundance of eating and drinking establishments found along it. Apparently this area is irresistible to the younger cohort of Pittsburgh, the sort which enjoys a tipple on a Saturday night, and the corridor often makes the news with tales of mischief and drunken mayhem. For you New Yorkers – think Avenue A between St. Mark’s and Houston.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I grabbed an actually exceptional slice of Pizza on East Carson Street, which I happened across on my way back to the T. I quaffed the thing, and then continued on back to the station.
Back next week with more from Pittsburgh.
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Nice parabolas, baby
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I really, really miss wearing head phones and listening to audio books on these long walks. I broke that habit, long held, during COVID and since. The streets got lonely, and since all things evil are born from loneliness, bad things were more likely to occur. Caution became a part of my tools. I need to hear the signaling slap of a sneaker upon the pavement, and can’t intentionally occlude or filter out the auditory environment anymore. Everything got weird during COVID, and it’s stayed that way, even here in Pittsburgh.
Instead, I now philosophize during these intervals. The ‘take pictures’ side of me is actively at work, and quite busy doing stuff, but there’s a whole different layer buzzing away behind the eyes and between the ears while I’m clicking the buttons on the camera. It’s where phraseology like ‘all things evil are born from loneliness’ comes from.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
On this particular walk, what I was engaging in was mostly ‘background worrying.’ In this case, it was a website design impasse I found myself at, but there you go. I was mentally working out different solutions to a design problem, which I’d attempt upon getting back home again and sitting in front of The Device. I also wondered about the best way to chop onions, and considered the current gas mileage statistics of my Mobile Oppression Platform parked back in the driveway at HQ. It was quite humid out, and I was ‘sweating bullets.’
This was also one of the outings where I was intentionally traveling light – one zoom lens, two primes, one camera. No tripods, filters, nothing. Just me and the camera.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
While considering the musical impact of the 1960’s animated children’s cartoon Underdog’s theme song has had on Popular Music, and then entertaining myself along the way with fanciful imaginings about starting a religious cult, realization that the ‘turnaround point’ I’d been walking towards was arrived at.
One last look back at the Eliza Trail, and then over the Monongahela River didst I scuttle.
Back tomorrow.
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Shlepping on
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After having ridden Pittsburgh’s light rail service, dubbed ‘The T,’ into the City from Dormont, I hung around one of the stations and got another shot of their rolling stock. I haven’t had to have this conversation here yet, but it’s a certainty that I’m going to end up having to explain myself to a cop at some point in the future.
I can just feel that one coming. Wonder what I’ll end up saying in response when asked ‘why are you taking pictures of…’ by Pittsburgh law enforcement. As a note, Cops usually have zero sense of humor when on duty, don’t find the citizenry or our quirky behavior cute, and as far as my interest in photographically documenting the rolling stock of interurban transportation services for posterity’s sake goes…
I did have an odd conversation with a small town Cop when I first got to Pittsburgh. It was in Clairton, and the officer was more or less the sort of guy you’d expect to be wearing a badge in a steel town – defensive lineman body type and sporting a spectacular mustache. I asked for a moment of his time, and indicated that since I was new to Pittsburgh and was wondering what the local rules might be, regarding me taking shots of a steel mill. Sometimes, if you hand a Cop your business card and introduce yourself, it heads off future trouble as you’ve just landed your self into a cop category called ‘harmless.’ Never hurts to be friendly and proactive, I always say.
The Cop whom I asked about what’s kosher or not in his jurisdiction filled me in on rules regarding trespassing at the plant, and then went off on a tangent about my First Amendment Rights to creative expression and that as long as I didn’t violate any of the aforementioned rules regarding trespass – what I was doing with the camera would not be and could not be any of his business. This was a pretty evolved point of view, constitutional law wise, for a small town Cop. Kudos.
Did you know that it used to be illegal to take a photo of or on, and that there are Port Authority Police snipers permanently stationed upon, the George Washington Bridge over the Hudson River? Homeland security, Bro.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After leaving the T system at the First Avenue Station, I walked past the City of Pittsburgh’s jail, and then onto the Eliza Furnace Trail. This one moves along a corridor which carries multiple high speed roads, although the path itself is entirely separated from traffic. That separate quality is sometimes quite illusory. There’s one long section where you’re moving along, and on the other side of nothing but a chain link hurricane type fence and less than 20-30 feet away are semi tractor trailers moving at 80 or 90 mph on the highway. At that speed a loaded truck and trailer would punch through a foot of brick wall like it was cardboard. Do the math, mass x speed = a squished narrator, amirite?
Personally, I’m continually amazed at the ‘need for speed’ displayed by the automotive proletariat here in Pittsburgh. Comfort zone for when I’m driving involves maintaining a highway following distance (1 car length per every ten miles of forward velocity, under ideal circumstance), obeisance towards speed limits (70 mph is plenty fast by me), and a general generosity displayed towards other drivers who need to enter or exit lanes. These habits of mine seem to enrage the average Pittsburgh driver, who has seemingly never learned how to safely merge lanes or drive in close traffic at speed.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My plan for the rest of the walk involved getting about another mile away from where this spot was taken, to a pedestrian bridge pathway over the river. Along the way, there were several interesting tableaux on offer, and one could not stop himself from recording them.
Back tomorrow with more.
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