Signs of the Apocalypse

Coney Island, Last Summer

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.

Kumho Hankook

Little Nassau Street looks like the Lower East Side of yore.

I love this sign on Franklin.

What a cool store. Near the Flushing JMZ.

Good Signs in/on the Lower East Side

New Yorkers I guess say "on line" instead of "in line" - I thought this was some kind of apoclyptic digital-age thing, but apparently they have always said "on line" here. It's also common to say "on" the Lower East Side instead of "in," like in the Blondie song In the Flesh where she sings

I saw you walking one day on the Lower East Side

which is really funny because it's a parody of 50's romance songs and the Lower East Side was trashy as hell back then. Anyway, "on the Lower East Side" doesn't really roll off my tongue, and I'm not going to say "on line," you know???

Myrtle Ave on a Sunny Day

Old-Fashioned Signs in South Williamsburg

Is it really South Williamsburg or is it Wallabout? Is Wallabout a real neighborhood name? I like this area a lot, it is between Clinton Hill and south Williamsburg, following the BQE.

I don't think this blog will be a success because it's very hard for me to take a decent photo of a building. Anyway, I walked around this Hasidic neighborhood on a Saturday, the Sabbath, and it was ghostly-empty. It's weird to be in New York when no one's around. The sound of a plastic bag blowing in the wind startled me. Plus it was one of those going-to-rain days where the air is gusty and a storm seems to be a-brewin. I love that weather. I also love all these old signs. God, the Feltly hats one! It's like stepping back in time. Too bad it's such a cruddy photo.