Some cool Classic Tattoos images:

NYC Stickball, Jun 2014 – 28
Traditional Tattoos

Image by Ed Yourdon
(a lot more particulars later, as time permits)

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I’m writing these notes about halfway by means of the 2014 World Cup, and I can’t aid wondering if any individual will have the slightest interest in seeing photographs about a bunch of guys running around the streets of New York as they hit a tiny pink rubber ball with what appears like a broomstick. Indeed, the Wikipedia write-up on stickball (which you can uncover at en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stickball ) tells us that

&quotStickball is a street game associated to baseball, normally formed as a choose-up game played in large cities in the Northeastern United States, specifically New York City and Philadelphia. The equipment consists of a broom deal with and a rubber ball, typically a spaldeen, pensy pinky, high bouncer or tennis ball. The rules come from baseball and are modified to match the situation, for instance, a manhole cover might be used as a base, or buildings for foul lines. The game is a variation of stick and ball games dating back to at least the 1750s. This game was extensively well-known among youths growing up from the 20th century till the 1980s.&quot

So, what I was photographing here was undoubtedly not soccer nor was it the more “traditional” American sport of baseball … and absolutely not (American-style) football either. It’s a game of its own, though the distinct game that I happened to watch and photograph was a variation normally referred to as “fungo” — where the batter tosses the ball into the air and hits it on the way down, or right after a single or much more bounces.

Like several of the other really, genuinely good days on my 1+ years of photo-walking in NYC, today’s encounter was completely unexpected. I was trudging along 109th Street on Manhattan’s Upper East Side — and shortly right after walking through a tunnel that supports the overhead train tracks carrying MetroNorth trains (and Amtrak/Acela, too, I guess) up and down Park Avenue to the final stopping point in Grand Central — I found myself at a corner that has come to be known as the “Stickball Hall of Fame Location,” at 109th Street and Third Avenue. Two distinct stickball games had been underway, but I was reasonably safe as long as I stayed on the sidewalks. (If you’re interested in the Stickball Hall of Fame, check out this web web site: northattan.com/2013/10/07/maintaining-a-tradition-alive-in-ea… )

As I’ve discovered, you can never ever inform when unexpected occasions like this will take place — and they may possibly certainly happen only when a year. Most days out on the street with my camera are reasonably blah and several (like most of Manhattan’s west side, specifically the region from 57th Street down to 14th Street) are frustratingly unproductive. There are a couple of great days, and a few good shots — but a concentrated burst like right now takes place only on rare occasions …

Thus, when such occasions do happen, it really is important to exploit them for every single bit they’re worth. Thankfully I realized that nowadays — and decided that I’d be pleased to stay on that a single street (109th, between 2nd and 3rd Avenue) for the complete afternoon. In certain, I produced no work whatsoever to leave swiftly in order to stroll 108th Street, as well soon after all, it will be there tomorrow (and the subsequent day, and the day following that), whereas the photo chance may never come back once more.

Fortunately, I was offered the chance to meet some of the stickball players, chat with them, discover about their pals and relatives (numerous told me of beginning to play the game with their personal fathers, a lot of years earlier) and supply to send them some photographs (which, as a result far, no one has accomplished). Maybe one of the causes that I have not gotten involved with numerous NYC people on the street before is that I genuinely wasn’t specifically interested in what they were doing, and there was no apparent way they could continue doing what they were doing with out my being an apparent intrusion. Not so today …

In addition to the still images, I took about a dozen video clips, although I didn’t actually think of doing so till roughly halfway through the photo episode. But in retrospect, it ought to have been apparent: it is a sports-game, so it rely on motion and the yelling, shouting, and all round noise is a quite crucial element of the experience, as well. So I ultimately started shooting brief 10-20 second clips when every single of the batters was about to wallop the ball, and then run on to initial base …

I was tempted to go back to watch the game again subsequent weekend, weather permitting but I currently had other commitments for these days, so it didn’t happen. Possibly two weeks from now, or two months … or whenever.

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This set of images is primarily based on a quite basic concept: walk each block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what happens. To steer clear of missing anything, stroll both sides of the street.

That is all there is to it …

Of course, if you wanted to be a lot more ambitious, you could also stroll the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that’s a lot more than I’m willing to commit to at this point, and I’ll leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, a lot more adventurous photographers.

Oh, really, there is one far more small detail: leave the images alone for a month — unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I truly concentrate on the very first of these &quotevery-block&quot photographs, I will have taken much more than 8,000 photos on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side — plus yet another a number of thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the different spots in NYC where I traditionally take pictures. So I do not anticipate to be emotionally attached to any of the &quotevery-block&quot photographs, and hope that I’ll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth looking at.

As for the criteria that I’ve utilised to select the modest subset of each-block pictures that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. Initial, I’ll upload any photo that I consider is &quotgreat,&quot and where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-close friends will be, &quotI have no idea when or exactly where that photo was taken, but it is genuinely a terrific image!&quot

A second criterion has to do with spot, and the third requires time. I am hoping that I will take some photographs that clearly say, &quotThis is New York!&quot to anybody who looks at it. Clearly, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion but I am hoping that I will discover other, a lot more unexpected examples. I hope that I will be able to take some shots that will make a &quotlocal&quot viewer say, &quotWell, even if that’s not recognizable to somebody from another part of the country, or one more part of the planet, I know that that is New York!&quot And there may be some photos where a &quotnon-regional&quot viewer might say, &quotI had no concept that there was anyplace in New York City that was so exciting/stunning/ugly/spectacular.&quot

As for the sense of time: I remember wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing different shops, stores, restaurants, and company establishments — and then casually looking at the images about five years later, and becoming stunned by how considerably had changed. Small by small, store by retailer, day by day, issues modify … and when you have been around as lengthy as I have, it is even far more wonderful to go back and appear at the photographs you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, &quotWas it actually like that back then? Seriously, did individuals truly put on bell-bottom jeans?&quot

So, with the expectation that I will be seeking at these each-block pictures 5 or ten years from now (and possibly you will be, also), I’m going to be carrying out my ideal to capture scenes that convey the sense that they had been taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010’s (I have no concept what we’re calling this decade but). Or perhaps they’ll just say to us, &quotThis is what it was like a dozen years right after 9-11&quot.

Film posters are a trivial instance of such a time-particular image I’ve already taken a bunch, and I do not know if I will in the end choose that they’re worth uploading. Women’s fashion/types are an additional apparent instance of a time-specific phenomenon and even though I am undoubtedly not a style professional, I suspected that I will be in a position to appear at some pictures ten years from now and mutter to myself, &quotDid we really wear shirts like that? Did girls genuinely wear these weird skirts that are quick in the front, and extended in the back? Did everyone in New York have a tattoo?&quot

One more example: I’m fascinated by the interactions that folks have with their cellphones out on the street. It appears that every person has 1, which definitely wasn’t accurate a decade ago and it seems that every person walks down the street with their eyes and their complete conscious focus riveted on this tiny box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that may be going on (amongst other items, that makes it very easy for me to photograph them without having their even noticing, especially if they’ve also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can not aid wondering whether or not this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … specifically if our cellphones have turn out to be so miniaturized that they are incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.

Oh, one final point: I’ve produced a customized Google Map to show the precise specifics of each and every day’s photo-stroll. I will be updating it each day, and the most current portion of my every-block journey will be marked in red, to differentiate it from all of the older segments of the journey, which will be shown in blue. You can see the map, and peek at it each and every day to see where I’ve been, by clicking on this link

URL hyperlink to Ed’s each-block progress via Manhattan

If you have any ideas about places that I need to undoubtedly pay a visit to to get some very good pictures, or if you’d like me to photograph you in your small corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com

Keep tuned as the photo-stroll continues, block by block …

NYC Stickball, Jun 2014 – 04
Traditional Tattoos

Image by Ed Yourdon
The view right here is hunting west, towards Third Avenue.

Note: I chose this as my &quotphoto of the day&quot for Jul 1, 2014.

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I’m writing these notes about halfway through the 2014 Globe Cup, and I cannot help questioning if any person will have the slightest interest in seeing photos about a bunch of guys running around the streets of New York as they hit a tiny pink rubber ball with what looks like a broomstick. Indeed, the Wikipedia write-up on stickball (which you can discover at en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stickball ) tells us that

&quotStickball is a street game related to baseball, typically formed as a choose-up game played in big cities in the Northeastern United States, specially New York City and Philadelphia. The equipment consists of a broom deal with and a rubber ball, usually a spaldeen, pensy pinky, higher bouncer or tennis ball. The rules come from baseball and are modified to fit the situation, for example, a manhole cover could be utilized as a base, or buildings for foul lines. The game is a variation of stick and ball games dating back to at least the 1750s. This game was widely popular among youths growing up from the 20th century till the 1980s.&quot

So, what I was photographing here was definitely not soccer nor was it the more “traditional” American sport of baseball … and definitely not (American-style) football either. It is a game of its personal, although the certain game that I happened to watch and photograph was a variation usually referred to as “fungo” — where the batter tosses the ball into the air and hits it on the way down, or following a single or more bounces.

Like a lot of of the other genuinely, really good days on my 1+ years of photo-walking in NYC, today’s experience was entirely unexpected. I was trudging along 109th Street on Manhattan’s Upper East Side — and shortly right after walking via a tunnel that supports the overhead train tracks carrying MetroNorth trains (and Amtrak/Acela, also, I guess) up and down Park Avenue to the final stopping point in Grand Central — I discovered myself at a corner that has come to be identified as the “Stickball Hall of Fame Place,” at 109th Street and Third Avenue. Two various stickball games were underway, but I was reasonably secure as extended as I stayed on the sidewalks. (If you are interested in the Stickball Hall of Fame, check out this net internet site: northattan.com/2013/ten/07/keeping-a-tradition-alive-in-ea… )

As I’ve discovered, you can never ever tell when unexpected occasions like this will come about — and they might certainly occur only when a year. Most days out on the street with my camera are fairly blah and several (like most of Manhattan’s west side, specially the location from 57th Street down to 14th Street) are frustratingly unproductive. There are a handful of excellent days, and a few very good shots — but a concentrated burst like today happens only on rare occasions …

Thus, when such occasions do happen, it is critical to exploit them for each bit they’re worth. Thankfully I realized that nowadays — and decided that I’d be satisfied to keep on that one particular street (109th, amongst 2nd and 3rd Avenue) for the complete afternoon. In specific, I produced no effort whatsoever to leave speedily in order to stroll 108th Street, too soon after all, it will be there tomorrow (and the subsequent day, and the day right after that), whereas the photo chance could never ever come back once again.

Thankfully, I was provided the opportunity to meet some of the stickball players, chat with them, discover about their friends and relatives (numerous told me of beginning to play the game with their personal fathers, a lot of years earlier) and supply to send them some photographs (which, therefore far, no one has done). Possibly a single of the reasons that I have not gotten involved with a lot of NYC men and women on the street before is that I really wasn’t specifically interested in what they have been performing, and there was no apparent way they could continue carrying out what they had been doing with no my becoming an clear intrusion. Not so today …

In addition to the nonetheless photos, I took about a dozen video clips, though I didn’t truly believe of carrying out so until roughly halfway by way of the photo episode. But in retrospect, it ought to have been clear: it’s a sports-game, so it depend on motion and the yelling, shouting, and general noise is a really important element of the expertise, as well. So I lastly started shooting quick 10-20 second clips when every of the batters was about to wallop the ball, and then run on to first base …

I was tempted to go back to watch the game once again next weekend, weather permitting but I currently had other commitments for those days, so it didn’t happen. Perhaps 2 weeks from now, or two months … or whenever.

***************

This set of images is based on a really simple notion: walk every single block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what takes place. To stay away from missing anything, stroll both sides of the street.

That is all there is to it …

Of course, if you wanted to be far more ambitious, you could also walk the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that is much more than I am prepared to commit to at this point, and I will leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, much more adventurous photographers.

Oh, actually, there is a single a lot more small detail: leave the images alone for a month — unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I truly focus on the initial of these &quotevery-block&quot photographs, I will have taken far more than eight,000 pictures on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side — plus an additional numerous thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the numerous spots in NYC where I traditionally take pictures. So I never count on to be emotionally attached to any of the &quotevery-block&quot images, and hope that I will be in a position to make an objective choice of the ones worth searching at.

As for the criteria that I’ve employed to select the little subset of each and every-block photographs that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. 1st, I will upload any photo that I feel is &quotgreat,&quot and exactly where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, &quotI have no idea when or exactly where that photo was taken, but it really is actually a terrific image!&quot

A second criterion has to do with location, and the third requires time. I’m hoping that I’ll take some photos that clearly say, &quotThis is New York!&quot to anyone who looks at it. Certainly, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Developing or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion but I am hoping that I will find other, a lot more unexpected examples. I hope that I will be capable to take some shots that will make a &quotlocal&quot viewer say, &quotWell, even if that is not recognizable to someone from another component of the country, or yet another portion of the globe, I know that that is New York!&quot And there might be some photos where a &quotnon-nearby&quot viewer might say, &quotI had no thought that there was anyplace in New York City that was so fascinating/gorgeous/ugly/spectacular.&quot

As for the sense of time: I remember wandering about my neighborhood in 2005, photographing a variety of shops, retailers, restaurants, and business establishments — and then casually looking at the pictures about five years later, and becoming stunned by how much had changed. Little by tiny, retailer by store, day by day, factors adjust … and when you’ve been about as long as I have, it is even a lot more remarkable to go back and look at the pictures you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, &quotWas it actually like that back then? Seriously, did individuals actually put on bell-bottom jeans?&quot

So, with the expectation that I will be seeking at these each-block pictures five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, as well), I am going to be performing my best to capture scenes that convey the sense that they had been taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010’s (I have no thought what we’re calling this decade yet). Or maybe they will just say to us, &quotThis is what it was like a dozen years right after 9-11&quot.

Movie posters are a trivial instance of such a time-distinct image I’ve already taken a bunch, and I do not know if I will ultimately make a decision that they are worth uploading. Women’s style/styles are an additional obvious instance of a time-specific phenomenon and even although I am absolutely not a style specialist, I suspected that I’ll be capable to look at some images ten years from now and mutter to myself, &quotDid we truly wear shirts like that? Did women genuinely wear those weird skirts that are brief in the front, and extended in the back? Did every person in New York have a tattoo?&quot

Another instance: I am fascinated by the interactions that people have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everybody has one, which undoubtedly wasn’t true a decade ago and it seems that everybody walks down the street with their eyes and their whole conscious interest riveted on this tiny box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that may well be going on (amongst other items, that makes it quite easy for me to photograph them without having their even noticing, particularly if they’ve also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can not support questioning no matter whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … specially if our cellphones have turn into so miniaturized that they’re incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted straight into our eyeballs.

Oh, one last factor: I’ve produced a customized Google Map to show the precise details of every single day’s photo-stroll. I will be updating it each and every day, and the most current portion of my every-block journey will be marked in red, to differentiate it from all of the older segments of the journey, which will be shown in blue. You can see the map, and peek at it every day to see where I’ve been, by clicking on this link

URL link to Ed’s each-block progress by way of Manhattan

If you have any recommendations about areas that I need to undoubtedly pay a visit to to get some good images, or if you’d like me to photograph you in your tiny corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me straight at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com

Stay tuned as the photo-walk continues, block by block …