Photo by myself in Chelsea, around 15th Street and 10th Avenue.
The gallery district is made up of large warehouses, whose open floor plans and large elevators are perfect for displaying art.
There are some cobblestone streets left in this area, as well as historic brick details and connector bridges, as shown above.
Photo by myself in Sunset Park, Brooklyn.
Yet another photo from the Chinatown in Brooklyn. I liked how the blue awning framed the view, and which had spots of red throughout.
Photo by myself outside Macy's department store, at 34th and 6th Avenue.
The lights are out already at Macy's, draped in the form of a huge Christmas Tree. Outside, pedicabs line up, waiting for fares.
Photo by myself in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
Voters queued up in lines that wrapped around the block. While people waited, many drank coffee, read the paper and made conference calls.
Photo by myself in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
Certain areas of Brooklyn are grittier than others. Some neighborhoods have pockets of graffiti and 99 cent stores. But there are also streets lined with historic townhouses built of brick or brownstone.
As you can see, Lotto figures highly here in the city. The image above shows three signs advertising Lotto. For many people, the sweepstakes is a shot at success.
Photo by myself in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
The NYPD provided an escort for the mens front runners of this year's New York City Marthon.
The mens lead pack came roaring down Fourth Avenue in Brooklyn, clocking sub-five minute miles. The womens pack had passed by minutes earlier, as well as dozens of wheelchair participants.
Photo by myself in the subway station at 34th Street, Halloween night.
Once again, it's CDP Theme Day, which occurs on the first day of every month. Daily photobloggers everywhere post photos on a different theme.
This month's theme is Books. I took the above photo in a Korean bookstore, where books about Obama, McCain and the current economic crisis have been translated into Korean.
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Photo by myself on the subway.
Yet another photo of a New Yorker catching some shuteye on the train. A suited passenger served as a human shield.
Photo by myself high above Central Park.
I took a picture from the job site of one of my projects, a three-bedroom apartment on Central Park West, Wednesday morning. The sky was overcast, but the park below was awash in the color of fall foliage.
Not a bad view, eh?
Photo by myself in Red Hook Brooklyn, at a pee wee football game.
Mark and I watched from the sidelines as these kids became warriors.
Photo by myself on the subway ride home.
I like the above photo for the man in the poster, who seemed to be a part of the scene. I also like how dark the shadows are, and how bright the highlights.
Photo by myself in the East Village, around 10th Street and Second Avenue.
Mark and I are quite smitten by the noodle dishes at this tiny Japanese restaurant that has a handful of seats. They have a couple cold noodle dishes here that are perfect for summer days.
Alas, the cold noodles will have to wait until next year!
Another snapshot from the fish market in Brooklyn, Chinatown.
Photo by myself in Chinatown, Brooklyn.
Sunset Park in Brooklyn, around 60th Street and 8th Avenue, has a large Chinese and Vietnamese population. There, you can find open fish markets and restaurants that rival those in Manhattan.
Photo by myself, in midtown, around 6th Avenue and 40th Street.
There's something about horses that inspire a bit of fear.
I've been told by horse people that these animals doesn't really know how big they are, so despite their size, they can be easily spooked.
Related posts: NYPD Blues, Heigh Ho.
Photo by myself near Columbus Circle, earlier this year.
A crowd tries to get a view of a large screen television, near 59th Street and Columbus Avenue.
Photo by myself in the East Village.
A number of lamp posts in the East Village are adorned with hand made mosaics commemorating New York and 9/11.
It's nice to run into these intimate creations accidentally on a street corner.
Photo by myself of a stray cat in Brooklyn.
Between seeing homeless humans and animals, I've come to realize that one of the most important things to any living thing is the sense of 'home'.
Animal have homes, but not always ones with human guardians. These guys tend to stay within a distinct territory. Homeless humans are the same. They stay on particular street corners, subway stations or benches.
It's unimaginable to me to be completely without a home. To not have a home is to not have an identity or sense of safety.
Photo by myself at the Union Square subway station.
Jam sessions at bigger, well-trafficked subway stations are typical. Many of them sell cds of their work.
Here's a nice picture to start off the work week. These fellows were playing a feisty tune for commuters during rush hour.
Photo by myself, from the lanes at Bowlmor, a bowling alley on University Place.
There are bowling alleys in the city, but you have to know where to find them. I went to one last week for a friend's birthday party, which was fun.
Photo by myself in Midtown.
By the time I leave the office, the sky is dark. But there are always streetlights, headlights and store lights brightly lit.
Just ahead, a street vendor sells water and pretzels. Across the street lies Duane Reade, a popular pharmacy chain in the city.
Photo by myself underground.
The ease of laptops these days means you can get your stuff done anywhere.
Photo by myself, hurtling down the FDR Expressway.
I took a cab home from work Wednesday, since I worked late. We flew down the FDR Expressway along the East River. The city looked brightly shiny.
Ahead, you can see the Brooklyn Bridge stretching across the roadway.
Related posts: From Under The Bridge, More of the Brooklyn Bridge and Not a Bad View From Here.
Photo by myself in Midtown.
The area around Port Authority and Times Square may be cleansed, but there are still gritty bits in the city here and there.
Seeing these places open and running in the mornings, I have to say, is quite weird.
Related posts: Life's Seedy Underbelly and All You Can Eat.
Photo by myself of the bandshell in Central Park.
The shadow cast by the half dome reveals that the concrete surface is curved and coffered.
Photo by myself of Radio City Music Hall, around 6th Avenue and 50th Street.
A photo taken a while ago of Radio City Music Hall. I liked the colors and curly-cue script.
Photo by myself in Brooklyn.
The long-awaited day came Saturday. Rupert, our new Boston Terrier, came home with Mark and me. It was a day full of getting acquainted, buying a leash and attempts to pee.
I'm happy to report success on all counts!
Photo by myself in Brooklyn, around Sunset Park.
I'm not sure whether the above photo shows subsidized housing or not, but you have to love the fake grass lining some of the balconies.
Photo by myself around 125th Street, in Harlem.
Earlier this year, Mark and I drove by the elevated subway line in Harlem. The sheer size of the trusses struck me as being monumental.
New York doesn't have an elevated train as they do in Chicago. The subways typically run below ground, except for moments like these in Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens and the Bronx.
Related posts: Moving on Up.
Photo by myself in midtown, around 6th Avenue and 34th Street.
A small pizza place open to the sidewalk, is aglow with neon.
Photo by myself backstage before a photoshoot in the West Village.
I had the chance to go backstage of a photoshoot recently, for a magazine. My time entailed a lot of sitting around and noshing on foods, while clothes were ironed and people were primped.
There are slews of photography studios around, many housed in the large warehouses on the fringes of the city.
Photo by myself in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
A bar in our neighborhood posts funny quips to draw people in for happy hour. This one riffs on the Republican nominee for Vice President.
Photo by myself in Brooklyn.
A NYC cab is repaired for a flat tire.
Photo by myself in Sunset Park, Brooklyn, around 60th Street and 8th Avenue.
Mark and I only recently discovered a neighborhood of Chinese and Vietnamese markets and restaurants in Brooklyn. Now we don't have to travel to Manhattan for dim sum or a hearty bowl of noodles.
Many of the open markets sell live fish and shellfish. This young girl was put off by the crabs wriggling in the bin.
Photo by myself in the subway at Penn Station.
A brass jazz group was jamming on Friday night, drawing a small crowd.
Photo by myself on the subway.
After a long day, people will take a nap anywhere they can.
Photo by myself in Greenwich Village at the Washington Mews, a tiny street just north of Washington Square Park.
A couple visitors came upon this street by accident. Behind a set of black gates is a cobblestone street and tiny, historic buildings. Many of the buildings are peoples' homes. The brick building ahead houses New York University's Institute of French Studies.
Photo by myself earlier this year at the Shake Shack, a popular eatery in Madison Square Park, around 23rd Street and 5th Avenue. The line for thick shakes and hot dogs wraps around the park.
It's the monthly City Daily Photo Theme Day again, and this month's theme is 'Lines'.
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