Dear New York,
Despite a weather forecast promising sun, I still love you, even with your overcast skies and a skyline shrouded in fog.
Seen from the site of Smorgasburg in Williamsburg, Brooklyn
I love you for those ‘blink and you’ll miss him’ celeb-chef photo opportunities.
An orange croc -toting Mario Batali against the Williamsburg Bridge, at Smorgasburg in Brooklyn.
For inspiring street art and producing talent like FAILE.
Custom made FAILE tiles adorn the exterior of a studio on 7th Street in Williamsburg.
I love you for your random photo opportunities.
A restaurant in the Meatpacking District, Manhattan
I love you for the grit and glam.
The Standard Hotel in the Meatpacking District
I love you for your spirit; your ability to rejuvenate, regenerate, and breathe life into the ‘old’ to make it new again.
Along the rehabilitated High Line; a public park on a former elevated railway line.
I visited the High Line last year; I wrote about it and photographed it during the Fall with my little Sony Cybershot. You can view more about this project here: Above it all: Manhattan’s High Line | Marina Chetner.
The railroad tracks of the High Line.
I love how well you wear the colour green.
At every turn, you give the community an excuse to caffeinate.
Drip coffee and ceramic cones
I love that you make yellow cabs look cool.
You make traffic stop; you halt passersby in their tracks…
… and give others a reason to pause and reflect.
I love how you decorate scaffolding to make it interesting enough to photograph.
A paste-up for the Tate Modern
You never cease to amaze with quirky installations.
I love you for your iconic landmarks.
Most of all, I just love you for being you.
Thank you, New York. You’ve got a fan, for life.
Much love, xoxo
High Line, seen from ground level
