I know it’s a little late for Halloween but I thought I’d post this sooner than later.
I was waiting to cross the street and these kids in scream masks were on the other side. Halloween in NYC is pretty amazing. Especially for a photographers. Usually when people are wearing costumes, they don’t mind you taking a photo of them. Sometimes, they might even pose for you. A second or two before this moment, they were in the middle of the street facing each other in a circle. They started to tilt their heads left and right, raising their hands in a ‘Why?’ gesture (like in the photo). I still have no idea what they were doing.
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What do you think birds are doing when they circle around in large flocks like this?
There are many theories I read on the net. They circle around for prey or to avoid being prey. They are navigating before leaving. It’s a mating ritual, etc. To be completely honest with you, I think they’re just flying around. Having fun with the winds. Partying, enjoying life. The immensely large buildings like the U.N. (shown here) in cities create strange wind patterns. And it’s always in big cities that I see pigeons like these flying in circles. Quick trivia here: Pigeons are actually called Rock Doves because they nest along the coastal cliffs in the rocks. Also, baby pigeons are called squabs.
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I was walking towards Grand Central Station. It’s somewhere I go everyday. The light cut into the street through an avenue and created this haze effect. Perhaps it’s the pollution or maybe it’s from all the reflected and refracted light from the buildings. I stood there just staring at it for a while. Every person walking through becomes ethereal.
I shoot towards the light. I do it very often. Usually it comes out exactly how you would think. Washed out and indecipherable.
Maybe a handful of times in my whole photographic life I’ve discovered something beyond what is in plain view. We simply can’t see when looking into the light. You would think that would be the same for a digital camera sensor, but sometimes…it sees something else. Something you can’t see with your eyes.
Columbus Circle, NYC
Yep. It was a huge mushroom in the middle of the sidewalk. Nothing ever phases New Yorkers. That could be a real gigantic mushroom, and people would just glimpse and go on with their business.
Crazy things happen in NYC all the time. Not like the get shot up and have your face eaten off kind of crazy. But more like, Is that guy really taking a dump in between the subway cars kind of crazy. People are disgusted, and then they go on with their business. So a mushroom the size of a hotdog stand is pretty standard. It was an ad for something. Damned if I know what it was, I never bothered looking. Thanks for coming and viewing!
The more I look at this photo, the more I find it interesting.
Three birds, three benches, 3:33. He was in quiet meditation despite all the noise.
I believe he holds a secret we all should learn from. The health of your mind. The power of your mind, is very important. More important than you ever thought.
As long as I can remember, I always had an eye for magical things hidden in everyday life. I would stare and fiddle with plants and trees. Talked to insects in case they understood me. I would watch the snow fall for hours in the cold. Float in the ocean just to feel its waves move me back and forth.
I was a strange kid, I know. ^_^
It’s not very obvious what is magical and what is not. Actually, it’s more of a perception than say “Reality”.
But I have a question for you. What is reality? Is it real because you can hear, smell, feel, or taste something?
Do you not somehow use these senses in your dreams? Are your dreams real? (Not to get all Inception on you.)
I genuinely felt something when I turned towards the sun this day and snapped this photo of normal everyday people. I saw the Shadow consume them and the Sun peeking over the building. It was magical to me. As real as it gets.
Ford Foundation Building, NYC.
At first he was looking up. For longer than a moment, he marveled above at the unnatural abundance of nature in a city building. I stand watching him from outside on a cold sidewalk. He hangs his head slowly in despair. I thought what sorrow this man must be feeling, to hang his head in the middle of an oasis.
In the fabric district I heard the sound a lot like the rustling of leaves. A sound foreign to cityscapes. It was actually purple, light purple, and white. A beautiful piece of garment inviting you to the shop doors. I looked at it and thought, “I most definitely should process this in color.”
But naturally, I thought about what it would look like in monochrome as well.
I thought I probably wouldn’t know exactly what I was looking at. That it would look really strange and curious.
On the corner of 17th and second ave. I was walking to work, minding my business. There is a camera in my hand, as usual. But for the first time, my eyes completely deceived me. Or better yet, my MIND deceived me. I had walked right past what I thought was a woman on her cellphone walking her dog.
“Snort! oink…snort snort.”
I was pretty certain dogs don’t make that sound. I turned around slowly in anticipation…and there she was. A beautiful pig, sniffing the NYC sidewalk. My eyes bulged in cuteness overload and I walked up to the lady who is still on her cellphone. I give her the universal sign of “May I take a picture of your pig?” Which is basically me, pointing at my camera then at the pig with an eager expression. She nods and I put my hand out. The pig nuzzled and sniffed at my hand, leaving a wet and grey imprint of a snout. My heart melted.