I wish people were still carving angry cherubs onto buildings instead of coating them with brushed stainless steel (how did that become a building a material???) and "reclaimed " wood veneer and filling them with drywall. Actually, BAM has a very modern awning I find ugly, complete with brushed stainless steel poles that look like they belong on some sort of industrial staircase. I know people get annoyed when you tell them you hate modern architecture but hey guess what soon it will be old and the lovers of modern architecture will find it ugly and dated, like in the future when we have internet walls and doors that scan our brains.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Oh Coney Island, bet you won't be looking so awesome this year. The day the first photo was taken on one of the first really hot days in the air, a really humid day that felt electrically charged. There were all these teenage hotties prowling the boardwalk, and fights were breaking out every couple minutes. It always seems new-agey to talk about energy, but there was some energy in the air that day.
Eventually Dan was like, "We gotta get out of here!" because we were feeling hella white and out of place, and then we left and on the way back we saw all the cop cars and someone had been stabbed or shot or something.
The thing with Coney Island is that people don't go the arcades and rides that much, because of the modern age, but it's certainly well populated with locals during the summer, but the people trying to redo it act like it's empty. And the signs and the rides are so beautiful, of course.
I love beach photos and the colors of everything on the beach. It's so beautiful when the sun starts to set and it's hazy and warm.
Me and Dan pretending we are old school, heroin-addicted, authentic 1970's punks at the Coal Yard. What a cool mural, though. New York definitely has San Francisco beat as far as grafitti and murals go, with all the Chico stuff and actual cool, colorful grafitti and the Williamsburg Bridge and everything. All San Francisco's murals are like Cesar Chavez with ying yangs around him. (No offense to Cesar Chavez!)