Although I don’t follow sports anymore, I was a fanatical baseball fan as a kid, and the New York Mets were my life. That mythical 1969 season is embedded in my head forever, and I never get tired of reading about it. Last year, I read Art Shamsky’s great book about that miracle team. This year, I gave Ron Swoboda’s…
I’ve been working on a photo project: One hundred photos of New Yorkers – at work, at play, shopping, walking, just living. All ages, sizes, shapes.
Although I’ve had an iPhone for years, I still feel like a novice when it comes to iPhone photography. I’m still developing my own photographic style, but I feel that I’ve found the genre that suits me best: street photography. Opinions vary as to a precise definition of street photography, but for me, it’s candid photos of ordinary people, taken…
Yesterday was the long-awaited reopening of MoMA. Visits must be reserved online ahead of time, and Mondays are set aside for members only. I’ve been a member for years. When I got there yesterday, I was asked to show my invitation. I said I thought it was open for members today, and she said that was next week, that today…
After spending my entire adult working life immersed in the sciences (I’m a veterinarian), I now find myself pursuing the arts in retirement. I’ve always had an appreciation for photography. In fact, a few years ago, after purchasing a Sony DSLR camera, I took a class on digital photography at PhotoManhattan here in New York City. My instructor, Stephanie, was…
I’ve been a fan of Woody Allen’s films, books, plays, and stand-up comedy for years. He’s led an interesting life, and I was looking forward to reading his book. Then it was announced that his publisher was pulling out of publishing it, bowing to pressure from the #MeToo movement and others, like Ronan Farrow. I’m a rebellious person by nature,…
Three years ago, I made the decision to retire from clinical veterinary practice. I slowly let most of my regular clients know that I was retiring, and a few of them gave me little gifts, which was very kind of them. One client, Amy Cohen, gave me a book: Robert Frank’s “The Americans”, a book of black-and-white photographs. She knew…
Here in New York City, it seems as if everyone hails from somewhere else. In my social circle, native New Yorkers are a rare breed, but I’m proud to say that I’m the real thing. A Brooklynite, born and raised. I entered the world at Caledonian Hospital, in 1960. (Caledonian Hospital closed in 2003. It’s now a bunch of luxury…
