I could see the future rushing up to meet me
The only pictures I took in New York were at Flushing Meadows; I hadn't brought my camera, so I used
derspatchel's phone. Here are a few.

This is not a picture I took at Flushing Meadows. This is a picture of me on the B&B Carousell at Coney Island. I'd asked Rob to take a picture of my horse, which he did next, but it turned out I didn't mind his first try.

The Unisphere. From here on all photographic faults are my own. I really like this one.

Rob's phone is not so great about its zoom function; it doesn't pixellate so much as it becomes sort of blocky and abstract. [edit:
rinue explains why in comments.] I still like how the structure frames itself here.



Deleted, some sculpture that came out weirdly blued and a Mercury Atlas rocket at an unsuccessfully canted angle. I took a bunch of the Observation Towers which I think came out well, but I'm not sure they all came out so equally well that I should inflict them on LJ. But here, the sky in a webwork of guy wires. The last one is my favorite. It reminded me of the sun-petaled stage design Peter Shaffer describes in the script of The Royal Hunt of the Sun.
I am sorry there are not more pictures of us, wandering around the future of the past. I suppose we'll have to go back.
P.S. Some kind person has put up all eight and a half hours of the RSC's Nicholas Nickleby on YouTube, just as if I wanted to compare it with the published script. There goes my free time.

This is not a picture I took at Flushing Meadows. This is a picture of me on the B&B Carousell at Coney Island. I'd asked Rob to take a picture of my horse, which he did next, but it turned out I didn't mind his first try.

The Unisphere. From here on all photographic faults are my own. I really like this one.

Rob's phone is not so great about its zoom function; it doesn't pixellate so much as it becomes sort of blocky and abstract. [edit:



Deleted, some sculpture that came out weirdly blued and a Mercury Atlas rocket at an unsuccessfully canted angle. I took a bunch of the Observation Towers which I think came out well, but I'm not sure they all came out so equally well that I should inflict them on LJ. But here, the sky in a webwork of guy wires. The last one is my favorite. It reminded me of the sun-petaled stage design Peter Shaffer describes in the script of The Royal Hunt of the Sun.
I am sorry there are not more pictures of us, wandering around the future of the past. I suppose we'll have to go back.
P.S. Some kind person has put up all eight and a half hours of the RSC's Nicholas Nickleby on YouTube, just as if I wanted to compare it with the published script. There goes my free time.

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It's big, too. That doesn't come through in either of these photos and the one long shot I took was fuzzed out by the zoom. It is a rare example of successful monumental sculpture in modern America and I wish there were more like it!
(although then it would be unlikely anyone would ever get good photos of it--because they'd be cluttered up with people climbing in it).
(So much fun, though.)