Thursday, October 13, 2011
Full photo album on my Picasa page...
I slept in till almost 9am in the morning, then hung out on the computer a little bit before hitting the shower. I lost track of time in the shower and it was 11am when I got out… I guess I was daydreaming in there longer than I realized.
I puttered around the apartment, reading stuff about camera lenses online, munching some cereal and things in the apartment.
I finally left the apartment at nearly 2pm… I took the R train to 42nd Street - Times Square, figuring I'd check out the grey market electronics dealers that are all over there about the lenses I was interested in, still not fully decided on which of the two I really wanted to buy.
First stop, though, was the public restroom in the Port Authority Bus Terminal…
Then I just walked up and down 7th Avenue, Broadway and 8th Avenue, plus some of the streets in between, ranging from 50th Street down to 35th Street… I must've tried at least 25 shops. Most stops were very fast, I'd walk in and ask a clerk, "I'm looking for the Canon 35mm f/1.4 lens" and nearly all of them instantly said "no."
Some followed the "no," by "we have the 50mm" or "we have the f/2.0". At a few they took me where they had all the lenses they stocked to look at the selection, but they didn't have it. One brought out a box with a 35mm film camera. Another guy tried to convince me the 7mm fisheye he had was much better than a 35mm lens, and I asked "is this like golf, or something?" but he didn't get it.
Only one shop had it. But they wanted $20 more than the normal retail price from an authorized dealer. He did agree to drop down almost $100 if I paid cash (for them, that would mean no credit card merchant fees, and possibly hiding the income on their taxes…) but it wasn't enough of a savings for me to be worth buying it grey market and not getting the regular warranty or purchase protection from the credit card.
I checked one or two more stores after that, but they didn't have the lens, so I took the subway from Herald Square (the subway station under Macy's is full of JC Penny clothing ads!) down to City Hall. I'd pretty much decided not to get the Carl Zeiss lens, as it's $400 more expensive and doesn't do autofocus, while the Canon one is a professional series one anyway, so it's like "gee, do you want gold or platinum?" already near the top of the line...
|First photo with the new lens,|
in City Hall Park.
The salesman in the SLR department was quick with what I wanted, got it off the shelf and took it the cashier where I waited in line for quite a while to actually pay for it.
Once I got it, I took it to the park next to City Hall and unpacked the new lens from its box and put it on the camera to start playing with it. A couple of squirrels saw me sitting there and probably the bright colored packaging and they came begging, within a few inches of me. But I didn't have any food, and by the time I could get the lens situated on the camera for a picture they gave up and ran off…
I took the camera on a walk over the Brooklyn Bridge (whose Manhattan side walkway starts right at City Hall) but had to put it away pretty quick as the rain started. But once I got halfway across the rain eased off and I took it out again.
At various places I tinkered with some settings on the camera to make use of the capabilities of the new lens and learn a bit more about it.
|Origin - by the Creators Project|
Once it was fully dark I went over to another part of the park (in all, it's a very large park, stretching for quite a distance along the river, but not all of it is completed) where there's the Jane's Carousel.
On the way I saw a weird light and sound art project in an old, industrial roofless building (it probably wasn't built that way, it's just that only the walls are remaining). It was weird, a big cube, divided into smaller cubes, of multicolored lights that would light up in various moving patterns, and deep, throbbing techno music shaking the place in time to the patterns of light so you could feel the movement of the lights…
I played with the camera and lens a bit, trying to get some interesting night shots near the carousel, and some of the waves from passing boats splashing on the rocky shore of the East River.
And then a while I headed up to the York Street subway station and took the F train back to Park Slope.
After getting to the apartment I dropped my things off and went out grocery shopping. Then I came back and took out some trash, another trip down the stairs for that…
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Full album also on my Picasa page...
After Leena and I got off the phone I hit the shower then puttered around the apartment a bit.
I did some errands around the apartment in preparation for my upcoming vacation to India.
The workers outside got noisier, and kept banging the buckets they were hauling up on ropes against the air conditioners sticking out.
I finally got out around 2pm… I figured my first stop would be Shima for sushi, so I took the R train into Manhattan and got off at the 8th Street - NYU stop, which is a few blocks from Shima. The sidewalks were crowded with people, and it was somewhat sunny. It was really windy, and kind of chilly in shade of buildings, but I was overheating uncomfortably whenever I was in the sunshine. This is the second unseasonably hot October weekend in a row, with the city more crowded than even holiday weekends...
Shima ended up being crowded, all the seats I could see near the window were taken and there were people standing near the entrance, probably waiting for seats. So I skipped it.
|Washington Square Park|
The restrooms were more crowded than I'd seen them before, but there was no line.
After finishing up my business there I found a shady park bench to sit on. I tried using my iPhone for some connectivity, but I think there were too many people using AT&T (and probably other carriers as well) for me to get much of a connection.
I got out my diary and tried writing on it in my lap, but the book is slightly flexible, so it was a challenge to do that. I'd written maybe a quarter of a page when I was interrupted by two well dressed, elderly ladies. They wanted to tell me that from what they could see of my handwriting in my diary, upside down from where they were standing, they thought my handwriting was very nice. I started to protest, that my handwriting isn't all that great, and maybe it was just them seeing it upside down, but they said "no, it's very neat and orderly." I gave up arguing and simply said, "thank you."
|Great musicians in Washington Square Park|
On the next bench over were a young couple, probably NYU students, making out. The girl was laying on top of the guy, who was sitting, and every time she'd shift a bit her boots would bang against the arm rest of my bench, a couple of feet from me…
At one point a bag lady, dressed in rags, pushing one wheeled suitcase, wrapped in plastic bags of things, and pulling another, also draped with plastic bags of stuff, came walking by, cursing and yelling at no one in particular. The park ranger who was guarding the lawn near me looked at me and said "she's harmless, she's always like that" and I asked "a regular?" and the ranger said, "yeah, she comes through every day."
After a while I was done writing and ready to walk more. I'd cooled off a bit sitting there in the shade and wasn't sweating too much anymore from the heat, so I got up to go walking a bit. By then the protest in the park seemed to have disappeared, too, while I wasn't paying attention.
It wasn't until I got up around 14th Street, a block from Union Square, that I heard a police officer telling someone else that it was all messed up because of the protest. Apparently the protest that I saw in Washington Square Park was marching somewhere…
|Art in the Flatiron Building's front gallery|
From there I walked up Broadway. It was getting even more crowded and the sidewalks between about 28th Street and 33rd Street are full of vendors selling things, so it's more crowded.
At Greeley Square, a block south of Herald Square and Macy's, near the Empire State Building, I walked through the park part of it and a police officer walked through yelling "Everyone, the park is closed!" at 4:30pm, which is awfully early for a public park to close…
|My favorite picture of the day, the sunlit Empire State Building viewed from the shadows...|
|Police in front of the Bank of America Tower|
I took some photos over there and then went into Bryant Park. The main lawn in the park is no longer accessible, they're covering it with things, preparing the winter-time ice skating rink, though it's still early, but I guess it takes a lot of preparation.
After I finished up in Bryant Park I went back to 5th Avenue, planning to head over to the Port Authority Bus Terminal to use the public restroom, but things on the street were getting busy… The protest march was working its way up there… Or maybe it was another one, I don't know the route it took. I was on the sidewalk and about to be engulfed in it, and could hear the police bullhorns telling marchers to stay on the street, off the sidewalk. Actually, I think the sidewalk was full of not so much protestors put photographers and news people recording it from the side.
I managed to get away from it and turn up 40th Street, though I could hear the roar of the crowd behind me. I saw some interesting looking building spires from there and took a bunch of photos. Then as I was crossing Broadway, a block away from Times Square there was full-on crowd roar going on up there. I continued on my way to the bus station where I got my relief.
Back outside again I walked up 8th Avenue, thinking I could cut over to Times Square around 46th or 47th Streets and get a view of things from the red steps, since I'm a bit too short to see things from street level in a crowd. It was slow walking, the sidewalk was jam packed with people going about. And once I got to Times Square again, police had the red steps blocked off so the only people on them were a police officer at each corner. Bummer…
One of the cartoons I saw online recently was an octopus in a business suit with the caption, "I'm here for Octopi Wall Street". In Times Square the crowd of protesters had a huge octopus shaped structure made of what seemed like blue plastic bags they were holding up overhead…
It was starting to get dark around then and I wanted to get down to the Apple Store on 14th Street before they closed, which was probably at 9pm, so I'm sure I was early… I used my iPhone to run an app and find the nearest A C & E subway station, which was up at 50th Street, four blocks away. So I made my way through the crowds and got up there to catch the C to 14th Street.
At the Apple Store I waited quite a while, actually, longer than I have before to make a purchase. All the salespeople were working with customers, and from what I could tell giving detailed explanations of things, which I'm sure is really good for those who aren't sure what they want. One couple that was looking at 15 inch MacBook Pros, at the same table as the one I wanted, with a saleswoman were an Indian man and an American woman in a pale blue sari with loads of pale blue, glass bangles.
But me, I knew exactly what I wanted, I wasn't there to ask questions… Eventually I went over to wait in line at the checkout counter so I could clearly get "a turn" to talk to someone. Then a guy in a blue shirt, Louis, came from somewhere else and asked if he could help me. I told him, so he ordered one up from the godown under the store and said he'd bring it in a few minutes, to just wait where I was…
A few minutes later he brought the box with the MacBook Pro and took me to the checkout counter where I paid for it with a simple swipe and it was done… He put it in a large size plastic bag, we shook hands and he said "hey, any time you're in, say hi to me."
I went up a block and caught the A train back to Brooklyn, then transferred to the F to Park Slope and walked home from there…
|Love Lock on the Brooklyn Bridge|
|On the Brooklyn Bridge|
|Jane's Carousel in Brooklyn Bridge Park|
|Jane's Carousel in Brooklyn Bridge Park|
|Jane's Carousel in Brooklyn Bridge Park|
|Art in the gallery of the Flatiron Building.|
|Louis Vuitton handbags, only $10 on the street...|
|Glass high rise amidst old brick buildings, reflecting old brick buildings...|
|Empire State Building reflected off another glass tower|
|Playing with bokeh in the new lens|