Living in the city, you’re often so rushed to get from one place to the next that you don’t notice the people, places, and things around you. Or maybe you pretend that you don’t notice.
The front of this building on the Bowery is one of my favorites.
And this horse never fails to make me smile every time I leave the warm embrace of Freeman’s and Frank’s wonderful hospitality.
Sigh. I still miss the Os Gemeos mural on Houston at Bowery. I vowed never to look upon this one by Shepard Fairey, but I found myself in the crosswalk with a camera. AND I just happened to spot this elusive Urban Woodsman walking in front on it.
I love this tiny little stretch of Minneta Lane and Minetta Street in Greenwich Village. It almost feels like you are in a sleepy European town. Of course, if you keep walking you run into the douchebag/bro hell of MacDougal Street.
This view of Panchito’s is one of my favorites. It definitely doesn’t feel like you are in NYC. And this lovely gentleman came along at the right time to give this night shot a bit of pop.
