New York/Hudson Square

More photographs of Hudson Square, sometimes known as the Printing District, on the west side of Manhattan bordered by the West Village, Soho, and Tribeca. These are digital images made alongside similar ones on 4×5 film.


Greenwich Street — © Brian Rose


Dominick Street — © Brian Rose


Varick and Dominick Street — © Brian Rose


Renwick Street — © Brian Rose

New York/West Side Highway


West Side Highway artifacts — © Brian Rose

Stan B. in his comment to the last post mentions the “post apocalyptic piece of concrete” that stood abandoned for years on the west side of Manhattan. Inexplicably, despite all the fixing up and covering up of New York’s industrial past, a couple of art deco slabs of the West Side Highway can still be seen lying on a scruffy stretch of waterfront on the Hudson River.

Here are a couple of views from 1974 including a detail similar to the pieces in my photo above.


West Side Highway, 1974, Library of Congress photos

Below are a couple of oblique views of the highway taken around 1978 when I was a student. They’re on 35mm Kodachrome–one of the best films ever made, now discontinued. One was taken on the roadway looking down on the Calder sculpture at the World Trade Center. Destroyed on 9/11. In the other view of the reflected Twin Towers, you can just see some of the West Side Highway receding in the distance. It was desolate over there in those days.


West Side Highway, World Trade Center, Bent Propeller by Alexander Calder, 1978
© Brian Rose


Along the Hudson River piers, 1978 — © Brian Rose

You can see more of my World Trade Center pictures here.

New York/Canal Street


Canal Street — © Brian Rose

I was down on Canal the other day taking pictures of what is sometimes called the printing district, now updated to real estate friendly Hudson Square. Canal Street remains a tumultuous strip of cut-rate hardware, electronics, and jewelry shops, but some of its rough edges have been smoothed, as in the park above. It’s a pleasant, if over designed, replacement for a parking lot. Is there some way that New York parks could be designed with less predictable gentility?


Canal Street — © Brian Rose

A couple of blocks west there’s a more typical bit of Canal Street scruffiness. Here’s your inspiration for attempting an answer to the question above.

New York/Berlin Book


Berlin: In From the Cold (click for book website)

This November being the 20th anniversary of the opening of the Berlin Wall, I have put together a new book focused exclusively on my pictures of Berlin. My earlier book, The Lost Border, included many photographs of the Wall, but its focus was not primarily on Berlin, a city I have returned to repeatedly over the years. There is some overlap between the two books, but 2/3 of the images are new.

Before the Wall came down, I also made a number of images of East Berlin, which have never been seen. In from the Cold includes a dozen of these eerie images of a place seemingly frozen in time. After the Wall came down, I moved off of the border zone to some extent, photographing historical sites that resonated with the rest of my project.


The Berlin Wall, 1985 — © Brian Rose

This is a Blurb book, which means it will be printed only on demand. Perhaps, there will be a commercial version of the book eventually, but not for now. The entire book is viewable on the Blurb website, which you are invited to browse through. It’s an expensive book, but if you choose to purchase it, you will own a unique piece of history, and a very limited production book worth collecting.

I have entered Berlin: In From the Cold in the Photography.Book.Now contest sponsored by Blurb. Please feel free to leave comments on the Blurb website, and click the vote button there to show your support.

New York/Alex Harsley

Some people fall through the cracks–maybe lots of people fall through the cracks. It’s a fact that there are many extraordinary artists and musicians afoot who have not received the attention or accolades they deserve. I know a number of such people who remain neglected, but quite vital and alive, outside the gated community of the photo/art world.


Alex Harsley exhibition on East 4th Street — © Brian Rose

No one is more hidden in plain sight than Alex Harsley, who maintains a small gallery on East 4th Street between Second and Third Avenues in the East Village, the block I lived on when I first came to New York–where I met my wife. I’ve written about Alex before–here and here.

As I walked down East 4th Street the other day, I came across a selection of his photographs affixed to the sidewalk shed of a building under construction. It turns out the installation is a small project of FAB, Fourth Arts Block, the umbrella organization representing the theaters and other cultural institutions on East 4th Street.

ArtUp, FAB’s public art program, is a rotating installation of artwork on the scaffolding bridge located on East 4th Street between Bowery & 2nd Avenue. With more than $16 million in renovations to the East 4th Street Cultural District underway, ArtUp seeks to transform the stodgy and dodgy look of construction sites and scaffolding into a streetside gallery.


Cooper Square meeting and Ellen Stewart of La Mama theater
© Brian Rose

Harsley’s photographs on the scaffolding feature people and events associated with the arts and politics of this colorful, and sometimes contentious, piece of New York. Harsley has been documenting this area for decades. To the left is a picture of a community meeting, one of hundreds held over the years, by the Cooper Square Committee, an advocate for affordable housing. To the right of that is Ellen Stewart, the founder and director of La Mama theater, one of the most important creative incubators in the city.


Harsley photos with Dawoud Bey and Wilbert Tatum
© Brian Rose

In the center is a photo of block festival and then comes an image of people congregating in front of Alex’s gallery–the noted photographer Dawoud Bey sits at a round table next to Shirley Campbell, a local resident. And on the end, is a portrait of the late Wilbert Tatum, who lived around the block and was the editor and publisher of the Amsterdam News, one of the nation’s oldest continuously published black newspapers.


Alex Harsley exhibition with portrait of Jean-Michel Basquiat
© Brian Rose

Around the corner of the scaffolding to the right of “Alex Harsley,” is a portrait of Jean-Michel Basquiat, lounging before a wall on 4th Street, one of the many artists who have inhabited this area of Manhattan. To the right of that is a street scene, kids playing in the spray of an open fire hydrant. It’s a brief, but vivid encapsulation of life and history on this most extraordinary of New York’s blocks.

Alex is now 72 years old, a highly competitive bicycle racer, so I expect he’ll be around for a good while. I love the sidewalk shed, but I’m sore from craning my neck to see the pictures. Will someone please give this guy a major retrospective?

Update:

Meanwhile…from the Times, a lengthy profile of 27 year old Dash Snow–of the deMenil fortune–found dead in the next block on 4th Street:

They encouraged Mr. Snow to exhibit his collages of newspaper headlines, many of them revealing his obsession with Saddam Hussein, and his photographs of oral sex, nude girls, lines of cocaine being snorted off body parts. It worked: His first solo show was in 2005, and his work was included in the 2006 Whitney Biennial.

The art world was not yet settled on whether Mr. Snow was an important artist, a young talent with promise or a reckless pretender. Well-known collectors including Charles Saatchi have bought his pieces, generally at five-figure prices; Benjamin Godsill, a curatorial associate at the New Museum, said Mr. Snow’s work “captures this period bracketed by the fall of the World Trade Center and the fall of the financial system.”

Jacob Lewis, the director of Pace Prints Chelsea, said, “Some people think of him as the Kurt Cobain of the art world. Other people think of him as the Paris Hilton.”

Anyone interested in discovering a serious and important American artist can simply look a few doors down from the Lafayette Hotel and find Alex Harsley.

New York/Julius Shulman


Julius Shulman photographing Case Study house #22 by Pierre Koenig

One of the pioneers in the field of architectural photography, Julius Shulman has died at 98. There are many things that make his work significant–enough for a lengthy essay–but for me, it was the idea of architectural photography as a staged event. The end result being a near seamless transformation of reality in which the building or interior is held in perfect equipoise.


Photograph by Julius Shulman

I only own a few photographs–alas, I wish I could afford more–and one of those is the famous night time view of Case Study house #22 by Shulman in which two women in diaphanous gowns lounge in the glass living room floating out above the carpet of lights of Los Angeles.

New York/Pickup Basketball

A couple of months ago I put up some pictures of pickup basketball made with my digital camera–experimenting with the idea of of photographing in between moments of the game–for instance, when the ball is on the rim, and the players are jockeying for position or blocking out for a rebound.

Rather than work with a fast nimble camera, I’m working with the 4×5 view camera, exploiting, in a sense, its awkwardness for the task–waiting for moments of relative stillness, players gazing upward, or poised for a play developing out of the frame. The 4×5 negatives can be scanned at high resolution and printed at large scale.

I’ve played basketball most of my life, and know the street game well. There is a gritty poetry to the way it’s played in the city, the ex-college players, faded high school stars, and playground wannabes all jostling for the ball, struggling for fleeting moments of glory or the satisfaction of fitting in, keeping up, playing within oneself.

Quality of play on the Lower East Side is mixed, but I’ve seen some really good players lately in Roosevelt Park just south of Houston Street. It’s a diverse group of all ethnicities, all shapes and sizes, decked out in equally varied clothing and foot gear.

Click on the photos to get at least some sense of the detail of the 4×5 film.

Westbrook, Connecticut

The last of my pictures from our recent trip to Westbrook on the Long Island Sound. The beach is lined with houses, some old traditional shingle style, and others verging on suburban McMansion style. I took several walks through the streets with my digital camera.

Here’s my mini-series:

South Norwalk, Connecticut


A Taste of Holland, South Norwalk, Connecticut
© Brian Rose

Killing some time waiting for the train back to New York, we discovered the shop pictured above, which specializes in all things Dutch, especially food items like licorice (drop) and cheese (kaas). It also flogs the usual Dutch cliches such as windmills, wooden shoes, Delft Blue, and Sinter Klaas–all seen against a reflected backdrop of South Norwalk’s Washington Street.

They’re on the web. Mmm. Might have to order some Borrelnootjes and Stroopwaffels.

New York/Brooklyn Sky


Roof party in Brooklyn — © Brian Rose

Did another round of pick up basketball pictures at some courts in Chinatown. Early in the evening a fierce, but brief, thunderstorm passed through leaving the air fresh and cool. Roof party in Brooklyn was interrupted, but resumed under a brilliant rainbow.

This morning I got out with my view camera and did architectural photographs of our building–an assignment from the architect/developer. I wanted to do a photograph from the roof across the street, but assumed that would have to wait till I made arrangements with the owner. As I was shooting on the street, I spotted someone I thought might be the super–he was–and I ended up on the roof. Sometimes you get lucky.

New York/The Bronx


Southern Boulevard, the Bronx — © Brian Rose

I went up to the Bronx yesterday to scout a building for a client. It’s going to be tricky photographing it because it stands adjacent to an elevated subway line. The number 2 and 5 trains run along here, which in the ’70s and ’80s, was the scene of utter urban devastation. It’s a pretty vibrant area today, though not without its gritty aspects.


Red sky over Brooklyn — © Brian Rose

If you were watching the Yankees-Mets game on TV last night, delayed an hour by dramatic, but quickly passing, thunderstorms, you saw some shots of an improbably vibrant orange sky over the ballpark. Believe it–I could see the same sky from my balcony in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.