Tribeca, Walker Street Between Church Street and Broadway

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Mary Sargent © 2008 …………………………………….. click to enlarge

I am hereby repealing the one photograph only per night rule. We have to move a little faster. I'm not going to live forever, you know.

The yellow sign in the lower photo refers to the annual New York International Fringe Festival, now over. Once again, I have failed to get myself to a performance. About 200 companies performed this year at over 19 venues, this being venue #5, walkerspace.

Urinetown was originally performed in the Fringe Festival; I saw it on Broadway and thought it was great. However, I would guess the ratio of good to bad is small. Great to bad even smaller. But it's cheap! $15 tickets. And fun! You may discover the next theatrical genius! Let's all go next year.

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Tribeca, Walker Street Between Church Street and Broadway

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What a great convention. What a great candidate. And to hear Pat Buchanan call Obama's speech "magnificent," and "the greatest convention speech" topped off the night in a most pleasing way.

Okay, tomorrow, back to regular life.

Luckily I had the foresight to edit this photograph earlier today.

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Tribeca, West Broadway at Beach Street

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Well, I don't think Bill matched Hillary, but he did all right enough, and then Joe Biden gave his speech and was just wonderful. Don't you love him? Well, not if you're Republican, I guess. Although even if you're Republican, you might have a little secret fondness for him. Yes?

This is Tribeca Park, so called since 1985 to acknowledge the neighborhood's new name (TRIangle Below CAnal), coined by real estate agents in the 70's, but soon adopted by all. Before that, it was called Beach Street Park, a perfectly fine name.

It was a perfect summer day, low 80's, dry, breezy. Bill and I kept congratulating ourselves on our good luck.

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Tribeca, West Broadway at Lispenard Street

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How about that Hillary? Damn. What a pro. Now let's see if Bill, that sonofabitch, can match her. If he does, I'll be saying how about that Bill? Oh, it's a good year to be a Democrat. This is history, folks.

I was going to talk about this restaurant Pepolino and how Luka and I used to go there when she was a smoker because upstairs you could smoke, but now I haven't been there in years, and I'm thinking maybe we should try it again; it's awfully appealing on the outside and so on, maybe a little musing on the passing of time, but all of this seems so trivial given that the fate of our country lies in the balance.

Go Barack!

Just two more nights of this and then I'll return to my normal dry unemotional commentator self.

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Tribeca, Sixth Avenue Between Canal and York Streets

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I know, I know, I said it was going to be Chinatown tonight and here I am giving you Tribeca. Sorry. Tribeca on the way to Chinatown, then Chinatown.

I'm late because I was watching the convention. How about that Michelle? I'm happy to be a Democrat for the first time in a long while, and I'm so proud of our country, also for the first time in a long while. (I can say that because I don't plan to run for political office.) And how about Senator Teddy? There was a time I curled my lip at Ted Kennedy, but time passes, things change, and now I have to say he's an all right guy.

So the walk. Bill, my son, was here for a visit, and Friday we went downtown for a photowalk. The plan was to walk around Chinatown and get a late lunch somewhere. We took the A train to Canal, walked Sixth Avenue to Walker and Walker to Canal. When we got off the train at Canal, what is the first thing I see? Construction! Another condominium. One York.

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Tribeca, Canal Street at Broadway

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Bill is in town for the long weekend and yesterday we met friends in Chinatown for dim sum. Since Broadway divides Tribeca and Chinatown, and this is the western side of Broadway, this must be Tribeca. Really, it doesn't look like Tribeca or Chinatown. It does look like Canal Street.

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Tribeca, Ericsson Place

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This is Ericsson Place on the other side, the north side. I’m beginning to wonder if I got this right; there seems to be too much going on for one little one-block street. Next time I’m down there, I’ll double check. In the meantime, here’s the last Ericsson Place shot. I have to laugh every time I look at it. But you won't think it's funny unless you enlarge it. Just click



Mary Sargent © 2006

And this is an update of the map posted at the beginning of this blog, which shows (the update shows) the barely detectable changes since I renewed my ambition. No matter. I have time.

Tribeca, Ericsson Place

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Still on Ericsson. Nice combination of three kinds of light, I thought.

Tribeca, Ericsson Place

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Turning west onto Ericsson, I ran into clumps of people looking like they’re focused on one thing: The Subway. Isn’t this a strange shot? Isn’t that probably the most ridiculous door in all of New York? For that building, I mean. And the green light? And those two people, looking like they’re walking in a trough. I must say, I really love it.

Ericsson Place, by the way, is one block long. If I’m reading my map correctly, it inserts itself into Beach Street, which can hardly spare the space, it being only one very short block on either side. Don’t glaze over; this is important!

Tribeca, Varick Street Between Laight and Beach

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Last Wednesday after work, I headed downtown to have dinner at Capsuto Freres, a beautiful, comfortable French restaurant on the northwest edge of Tribeca. Luckily, I was able to get there early and walked some new streets and grabbed a few shots. To start our tour, what else in the glow of a late afternoon sun, but the Verizon building?