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Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Today brings you another ‘odds and ends’ post, populated by photos gathered during various walks that didn’t quite fit into other narrative posts describing the effort. Your humble narrator is operating a bit closer to the actual chronological time that you’re reading this, as well. Pretty much the entire month of September’s offerings were written and scheduled for publication by the last week of August.
This post, and the seven or eight which will directly follow it, are being written during the last week of September.
Pictured above is the Duquesne Incline, one of Pittsburgh’s two remaining funicular railways.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Pictured is a gas station, at the center of Pittsburgh’s Borough of Dormont, where Newtown Pentacle HQ currently resides.
I’ve been keeping busy during this interval, taking advantage of a late summer bloom of heat to get busy kicking a bunch of dirt while scuttling, and burning out mile after mile. I’m back on the ‘twice a week’ schedule, finally. By the time winter rolls in, it should be back to my standard ‘two short walks of about five miles each, with a weekend walk of about ten miles’ built into my schedule. The one year anniversary for the broken ankle sailed through on the 18th of September, during which I was out and taking a fairly long walk.
Too legit to quit, me. Quite stoppable, I am, but only temporarily so.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Mount Oliver is a residential neighborhood that’s nearby Dormont, and I found myself cooling my heels there for a bit, waiting on a ‘thing.’ I had parked the Mobile Oppression Platform in a convenient spot and then realized that a nearby graveyard was set into an elevated plinth. That put my POV at more or less coffin level, given where I was sitting. Can’t resist that sort of thing, me.
There’s lots of things I can’t resist.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Occasion found me waltzing through Dormont, accompanying Our Lady of the Pentacle on one of her many missions. She was doing a bunch of things and I decided to just sit down at a coffee shop, grab a ‘cuppa’ and hang out nearby the T light rail station while waiting for her to finish up.
An ancillary benefit of this coffee break was having a nice ‘perch’ to shoot photos of passing rail sets from.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Hey, there’s that same gas station again.
I’ve been trying to force myself into executing a short road trip during the next few weeks, to take advantage of ‘leaf season’ in the ‘burning hills of Pennsylvania’ – as it’s called.
Either Altoona or Oil City are on my list (possibly both), for sometime in mid October. I’m also quite desirous of experiencing a proper Halloween this year.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
‘Odds and ends’ presentations and commentary for this Thursday post is hereby finished. Go ponder something, lords and ladies. PONDER!
Tomorrow, back with something different.
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Of opportunity
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The shots in today’s post are fairly random, and can best be described as being ‘snapshots’ more than they are ‘photographs.’
The difference between the two descriptors is ‘intentionality,’ which is a high fallooting way of saying ‘I meant to do that.’ Wanker talk.
These images are ones where something caught my eye, and specifically – while I was driving around Pittsburgh while doing other things.
The ‘move’ I make in this sort of circumstance has been described before, wherein I clumsily thrust the camera up through the moon roof of the car, and work the image off of the screen on the back of the device rather than looking through the camera’s diopter. These lovely and colorful houses can be found on Pittsburgh’s North Side, incidentally.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Also on the North Side, and I’m fascinated by that YMCA neon sign for some reason. Have to get back here at night sometime when it’s lit up.
I almost always have the camera sitting on the passenger seat while I’m motoring around. The device doesn’t get used all that much since I’m… Y’know… driving a car, but it’s ready to rock.
Often, something interesting will pop out which I’ll grab a quick one of, and then I’ll find my way back to that spot on one of the days when I’m taking a walk instead of driving.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one was captured in the Borough of Dormont, where Newtown Pentacle HQ nests. This is the more or less ‘shallow’ side of that hill which HQ can be found at the bottom of.
As mentioned in prior postings, my ‘lead time’ with these postings has finally increased – something I’ve spent the last few months trying to achieve. This post in particular is being written during the last week of August. The summer weather has just broken here in the Pittsburgh region, and it’s been positively cold at night.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one was captured while waiting at a traffic light to turn onto the Birmingham Bridge, an interval of time artificially extended by the flaggers attached to that construction crew pictured above. All summer long, it seemed that every road in Pittsburgh had some form of construction activity underway.
It’s also been roughly one year since the ankle drama began, incidentally.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This has, accordingly, been one heck of a year for me. Lots of pain and discomfort, the spell during which I was living in a wheelchair, and then the long road back to being ambulatory again, and the reconditioning of my atrophied roadway interface. It’s been a deal, yo.
I’ll survive this year, if it kills me.
This shot depicts a former brewery on Pittsburgh’s south side.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This one is looking downtown, from the ‘Uptown’ or ‘Bluff’ section. More construction. It’s everywhere.
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Sometimes, it’s just odd out there
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
On a recent afternoon, your humble narrator just threw his hands up in frustration and announced to Our Lady of the Pentacle that he was going out for a walk. She recognized the look in my eyes, that of a wild beast yearning for freedom, and said ‘have a good time.’
One soon found himself at ‘The T’ light rail’s First Avenue Station, where the Panhandle Bridge spans the Monongahela River.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This wasn’t going to be a long walk, at all. It was hot as heck, and I had a lot on my mind. Go to the bar and suck down a few beers sort of thoughts.
I’ve had to pick and choose my battles since returning from NYC, as the weather has been absolutely horrific all month. High heat and humidity, lots and lots of rain, and a set of competing priorities. As described yesterday, I’m currently enjoying a spate of medical tests designed to gauge and document my overall robustness and spot trends.
I don’t like being touched by strangers, let alone stripping down to my skivvies in their presence and letting them irradiate me.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
As I’ve mentioned in the past, one of my superpowers is the ability to containerize negative emotions while situational stressors are at work, and then allow the stored up psychic pressure to bleed off at a more opportune time. Essentially, I have a ‘rage bladder,’ and every now and then one needs to let off some steam and bleed it out.
I was by myself, of course. God’s lonely man.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My pathway to the beer taps involved a short walk of less than two miles. This wasn’t an exercise day, and I convinced myself that the effort would be worth it if a few train shots were captured. I know that I mention drinking a lot, but I don’t actually drink all that much. A few beers, maybe once every couple of weeks, these days.
Back in Astoria, my crew of knuckleheads and I had a standing Friday night ‘after work’ meetup at ‘the local,’ but again – a couple/three pints of beer consumed over multiple hours is my deal. I sip, rather than chug.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The Monongahela River and the Smithfield Street Bridge came into view, and one pointed his toes in the required direction. This is part of the same trail pictured above, incidentally.
That’s when I saw it.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A single, abandoned, shoe. Can it be?
Has the Queens Cobbler followed me to the Paris of Appalachia?
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Walking a line
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The industrial building pictured above, as seen from the streets of Pittsburgh’s Lawrenceville section, is the home of Carnegie Robotics. The end of the world is probably being invented in there right now.
There’s an air of dread floating about in my mind when I see industries working in this direction. Developing technology in this direction will lead us out of the current ‘Robocop 3’ reality show we’re all living in, go right through Terminator, and end up being the back story for Dune.
Butlerian Jihad, anyone?
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s a big ‘H’ on the wall of the Carnegie Robotics property. It signifies the former owner of the site, the Heppenstall Company. Luckily for me, Pittsburgh City Paper’s Chris Potter did a piece on the Heppenstall outfit back in 2006, so I didn’t have to hit the books and do my own detective work.
One kept on walking. Forward, ever forward.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My obeyance to the conceit of following the ‘way’ or alley streets continued, and in this case, I ended up walking along the ballast rock path alongside a set of Allegheny Valley Railroad tracks. I would have been thrilled, were the white whale to have appeared, to capture a photo of one of their train sets.
It’s getting stupid at this point. I’ve learned to predict the movements of two of the four railroads that commonly operate here, and am beginning to figure out those of a third. The fourth – AVRR – is like a phantom.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
That’s the 40th street bridge pictured above, a colossal vehicle span connecting the north shore nearby Rialto Street and Route 28 to Lawrenceville.
I had to walk through a company’s parking lot directly after this.
One of the cool things about Pittsburgh is how few shits anyone gives about that sort of thing. Unless you’re messing around and trying to break into the cars in the lot or something, it’s completely uncommented upon and ‘ok.’ What a difference compared to all the yentas who would bug me back in NYC with the ‘what are you taking pictures of’ and ‘who are you with’ comments before telling me that taking photos was a crime and they were going to call the cops on me. I’d laugh when a car of Cops, particularly on the Queens side of the Creek, would pull up and say ‘Hi, Mitch.’
I once had a mob of old Greek ladies chase me down the block, over by St. Irene’s in Astoria, and they were yelling ‘it’s Al Quaeda’ at the top of their lungs after seeing my camera. Yikes!
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just as a point of fact, there are no actual laws in the United States forbidding photography – with just a few exceptions – mainly focused within the confines of Military Bases and around Judicial Courts. The ‘rule’ is that if you are in a public space – street, sidewalk, park – whatever – you have no ‘expectation of privacy.’ This is the very ‘right’ that the cops exploit that allows them to put security, red light, or bike lane cameras up wherever they want to. Good for the goose, all that.
I didn’t see any AVRR activity, but I did see a bunch of their rolling stock being stored on this siding.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Looking back where I’d been, and this ended up being my favorite shot of the day for some reason. Everything went right with the exposure and I barely had to ‘touch’ it when doing the developing phase in Adobe Camera Raw. Process wise; the shots comes off the camera, are converted to a format native to Adobe’s software family, they get a basic set of settings governing this, that, and the other thing, are cropped, edited a final time, and then published. I go out of my way not to alter photos in any way other than basic adjusts to contrast and that sort of thing. When I employ a ‘trick,’ like exposure or focus stacking, I usually describe what I did under the photo here. I aspire to journalistic ideals.
Everything you see here is part of the tyranny of the real.
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Locomoting back in Pittsburgh
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After getting back home from ‘home,’ your humble narrator settled back into his normal pattern of life. Yeah, I took a few days off from everything to rest up, before jumping back on my bandwagon. My ankle was pretty swollen for a couple of days due to all the walking back in NYC.
I’ve unfortunately got a bunch of doctor oriented stuff which needs accomplishing during the month of July, and so does Our Lady of the Pentacle. On my side of things, I had to postpone various tests and other ‘Doctor’s Orders’ because of my ankle situation, so I’m trying to pack all of that in during July – partly in the name of just getting it off my menu. This post is being written during the first week of July, incidentally.
Our Lady had to visit a doctor for a routine examination, and while she was being poked and prodded by the blue pajamas and white coat crowd, I headed over to Allegheny Commons Park where a locomotive trench carries Norfolk Southern traffic through the park.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This is an ‘autumn shot,’ incidentally, captured during high summer. I got the autumn shot the year before last. The Ginkgo Trees lining the tracks drop their leaves – which then turn yellow as they decay. That gives you a black locomotive moving through a golden yellow path – very Pittsburgh, huh?
After the train passed out of view, I decided to walk a couple of blocks over to another ‘POV’ which I’ve exploited in the past.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Just as I hoped, those Norfolk Southern engines had soon coupled up with a train’s worth of cargo cars, and were just starting to proceed forward as I got there. These tracks, in the direction the train was heading, lead to either a spur that goes to the Fort Wayne Railroad Bridge over the Allegheny River and then through the Amtrak station downtown on their way east, or they can also lead to a different line that sits on the northern shore of the Allegheny River and more or less follows Route 28 in a roughly northeasterly direction. Exciting, no?
Yes railfans, I’m going to drive out to Conway Yard sometime this summer, probably in August.. Additionally, it’s likely I’m going to visit Altoona and the Horseshoe Curve in August as well. Word has it that Altoona has finally finished repairing its incline, after all.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The train, led by #6317 – an EMD SD40E model locomotive engine – or so I’m told – started moving towards the Allegheny River. I cracked out a few shots of the thing, and then followed it, as least as far back as where I had parked the car.
I encountered and starting chatting with a very cool lady who had emigrated from Jamaica to Pittsburgh via Brooklyn at this particular juncture. When she heard I was from Brooklyn, and specifically Canarsie/Flatbush, she was ebullient. We talked about Flatbush Avenue, and meat patties, and scotch bonnet peppers. That’s when my phone rang and it was Our Lady, who was nearly done with her appointment. I bid my new friend good fortune and moved on.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
On my way back to the Mobile Oppression Platform, a Toyota, I cracked out a couple of shots of the train moving through the trench. It was a mixed up bunch of cargo cars.
I made my way to the car, after stopping off at the ‘Porta-Potty’ for a tinkle. It’s so nice living somewhere where you’re not just expected to piss in the street like a dog.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s remnants of what looks like a masonry bridge over the tracks which still exist here. Boy, that must’ve been some point of view from that one, huh? Wonder when it was condemned and closed?
Back tomorrow with more from Pittsburgh.
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