July, 2014

Being a flâneuse in Manhattan has its special rewards if you are willing to let your gaze wander all over.  I used to have a habit of always looking up.  I wondered at the unaltered architectural details from the 19th Century,  at views of “negative space” and composition as in paintings.  BUT, then I discovered also looking down.  Here, the grit and the edge of the city comes pulsing out in unexpected humor and beauty.  Consider stains, roots and drains – captured only by looking down.

A day after a rain gives your eye a treasure of puddles and stains.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

N.Y.C  sewers are made in India!

Looking down at tree trunks and roots –

 

 

 

… and tree lovers nearby.