Tom Wolfe on Radical Chic and Leonard Bernstein's Party for the Black Panthers. From the June 8, 1970 issue of New York Magazine.
At 2 or 3 or 4 a.m., somewhere along in there, on August 25, 1966, his 48th birthday, in fact, Leonard Bernstein woke up in the dark in a state of wild alarm. That had happened before. It was one of the forms his insomnia took. So he did the usual. He got up and walked around a bit. Streets ahead: The explosive New York scene that changed photography - in pictures. The Coronavirus Crisis Reveals New York at Its Best and Worst. There are, as well, the small, crushing disappointments that, though reasonably lost in the larger life-and-death clamor, are very real to the people they have happened to.
The actress Ilana Levine had just opened in a new play, “The Perplexed,” by Richard Greenberg—a comeback of sorts for her—when all theatres, concert venues, and night clubs were closed. “You know, I had been on Broadway a lot when I was younger,” she said. “But then came L.A. and children. . . . Ryan Weideman, the NYC Taxi Driver and Street Photographer. Self-Portrait with Passenger Allen Ginsberg, 1990.
(Copyright Ryan Weideman, Courtesy Bruce Silverstein Gallery, New York) In 1980, aspiring photographer Ryan Weideman landed in New York City from California, looking to make a name for himself. But he soon found himself focused on more practical matters, like paying the rent.
Film Forum · “FORD TO CITY: DROP DEAD - <br />NEW YORK IN THE 70s” Statue of Liberty. David Wojnarowicz. What America’s immigrants looked like when they arrived on Ellis Island. We hear so often that America is "a nation of immigrants" or a "cultural melting pot" that the phrase has become kind of a tired cliche.
But actually seeing that history is a different story. The fascinating photographs below — of people in their native dress passing through Ellis Island in the early 20th century — hint at just how incredible and unique America's history is as a nation of immigrants. These photos were taken by Augustus Sherman, an amateur photographer who worked as the chief registry clerk on Ellis Island from 1892 until 1925.
Sherman snapped these photographs of people passing through customs in their native dress. LOU REED: Sunday Morning. Saturday afternoon, sunny bright and breezy, as I walked along railroad tracks and the Allegheny river that runs a few hundred yards from my house, accompanied by Rachel, my faithful if impatient fifteen-year-old Gordon Setter, two flocks of Canadian geese appeared.
Flying in V-formation, one group followed the other directly above us on the road next to the tracks, trees and the riverbank, their loudly honking leaders alternating a sort of call-and-response. As they led the flocks along a southwestern path following the river, I heard in my mind the opening chords and the first lines of Lou Reed’s “My House,” his tribute to the poet Delmore Schwartz and Reed’s newfound domesticity after a life and career of turmoil, The image of the poet’s in the breeze Canadian geese are flying above the trees a mist is hanging gently on the lake my house is very beautiful at night.
The following afternoon, Sunday, I learned that Reed had died that morning. The Last of the Typewriter Men — Backchannel. A dynasty of repairmen is keeping the world’s typewriters from going obsolete On a recent bleak, winter afternoon in the Flatiron District Paul Schweitzer was once again hard at work, trying to breathe life into a black, jazz-age Underwood typewriter.
Behind his spectacles was a furrowed brow and behind that was a tangle of keys, steel, carrying cases and filing cabinets of rollers, spools, levers and keys, a morgue of mechanical guts. To Schweitzer’s right, his son, Justin, performed a surgery of sorts on an IBM Wheelwriter, its beige frame cast aside and green electric boards splayed open. The smell of ink and WD-40 hung in the air, and only the occasional phone call or test clank of a machine’s keys interrupted their focus. The elder Schweitzer had spent the morning schlepping around the city with a black leather bag doing “house calls.” Velentzas crime family. The Velentzas crime family is a Greek-American criminal organization operating in the New York City area. Mostly active in the 1980s and 1990s with illegal gambling.
Today the organization is still active in illegal gambling operating with the Lucchese crime family. Spyredon "Spiros" Velentzas NYC Neighborhood Guide. 8 Maps That Show Each City By Stereotype.
Coney Island. Taking Down Picasso by Martin Filler. Though we are only five weeks into 2014, this is already not a good year for some of New York City’s most beloved artistic grace notes.
In early January came the anticipated but nonetheless devastating news that the Museum of Modern Art would indeed raze Tod Williams and Billie Tsien’s adjacent American Folk Art Museum building as part of an expansion scheme by Diller Scofidio + Renfro. Hoffman’s Heroin Points to Surge in Grim Trade. Slide Show: Photographs of the N.Y.C. Subway. America is still a deeply racist country. A resident of Lacoochee, Florida, a neighboring town to where Chris Arnade grew up.
Photograph: Chris Arnade/2010 Photograph: Guardian A week after Barack Obama was elected president in 2008, I walked into my old hometown bar in central Florida to hear, "Well if a nigger can be president, then I can have another drink. Humans of New York: A Vibrant Photographic Census of Diversity and Dignity. A Walker in the City. Over the past four years, William Helmreich, a sixty-seven-year-old professor of sociology at CUNY, has walked almost every street in New York City: a hundred and twenty thousand blocks, or about six thousand miles.
He’s written a book about the effort called “The New York Nobody Knows,” which will be published next month. How the Other Half Lives: Photographs of NYC's Underbelly in the 1890s. Mapping Manhattan: A Love Letter in Subjective Cartography by Neil deGrasse Tyson, Malcolm Gladwell, Yoko Ono & 72 Other New Yorkers. By Maria Popova “Maps are the places where memories go not to die but to live forever.” “New York blends the gift of privacy with the excitement of participation … so that every event is, in a sense, optional, and the inhabitant is in the happy position of being able to choose his spectacle and so conserve his soul,” E. B. White memorably wrote in his 1949 masterpiece Here Is New York.
Outtakes from Patti Smith / Robert Mapplethorpe session by Norman Seeff. “I met Patti and Robert at Max’s Kansas City, a now infamous downtown bar where artists and musicians hung out. We hit it off immediately. I found them fascinating and they agreed to do a session with me. I was staying with some friends in an apartment on W. 72nd street and I photographed them in the kitchen and in the small studio we’d set up in the living room. “In my photo sessions I didn’t care if the strobe or stands were showing in the picture. It’s not only because I didn’t have an assistant, but it was also part of the environment to me… I started photographing early on letting all my equipment show and that became part of my style. “Robert told me he was a graphic artist and wanted to airbrush one of my images- I knew almost nothing about Patti or what she did.
Cinematic Atlas: A Guide to Martin Scorsese's New York. New York means a great deal to many filmmakers, perhaps none more so than Martin Scorsese. New York, a graveyard for languages. 15 December 2012Last updated at 19:13 ET By Dr Mark Turin Linguist and broadcaster. Fairytale of New York: the story behind the Pogues' classic Christmas anthem. Casitas. Published by City Farmer, Canada's Office of Urban Agriculture Casitas: Gardens Of Reclamation 25 color photographs by Ejlat Feuer (E-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org) celebrating the beauty and cultural significance of casita gardens located in New York's Puerto Rican neighborhoods.
Text by landscape architect Daniel Winterbottom (E-mail: email@example.com) illustrating how casitas function as places of refuge, cultivation, recreation, celebration and expression.