Saturday, September 23, 2006

Hell's Kitchen, 58th Street Between Tenth and Eleventh Avenues


Mary Sargent © 2006 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . click to enlarge

Next building down the block. That's a sleeping man in the corner there.

8 comments:

Robert said...

I keep coming back because your photographs are so alive and they tell a story. I've learned a lot about composition from your images.

Nadema Agard said...

This is my favorite one. Maybe because of the adobe pink color and the turquoise blue - sort of Oaxaca meets Upper Manhattan!

luka said...

I agree. Another lovely southwestern flavor.

Anonymous said...

"I've learned a lot about composition from your images . . ." ". . . adobe pink color and the turquoise blue - sort of Oaxaca meets Upper Manhattan!" . . . "Another lovely southwestern flavor. . . "

All of these comments are avoiding the humanity, or lack thereof, in this photo. The figure tucked into the corner is no longer a homeless person, only a part of the "composition," the "flavor."

Robert said...

That's it! I'm no longer commenting on anyone's photos.

Three Cents' Worth Rool said...

Thank you, Anonymous, for putting in your two cents (or is it three, due to inflation since that term was coined - COINED! Get it?) and trying to make the rest o' us feel that we are mere esthetes or however that's written - people who care not at all about: the poor all around us. Well, seems to me that these here are photos, not real people flopped on the sidewalk (where, by the way, IS that "figure tucked in a corner"?). I can't quite see it--and I certainly always, or usually, see real people in need.

flyinglady said...

Whatever each of us might see in a photograph, regarding art, esthetics, politics, social issues, or anything else, it is remarkably cowardly to make hit-and-run assumptions about viewers, and to make them anonymously no less. If you want to have a real discussion, declare yourself.

Barbara said...

Well said, flyinglady.

It's a great photo and it has the capacity to touch each of us in a different way.

For me the colors are YUM. The lines in the reflection on the car seem to converge on the sleeping man. There he is - part of the street scene - This is Manhattan Street Project - showing us just what's there.