A handful of nice Conventional Tattoos images I identified:

NYC Stickball, Jun 2014 – 17
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 Globe Cup, and I can’t support asking yourself if anyone will have the slightest interest in seeing pictures about a bunch of guys operating about the streets of New York as they hit a little pink rubber ball with what appears like a broomstick. Certainly, the Wikipedia report on stickball (which you can uncover at en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stickball ) tells us that

&quotStickball is a street game related to baseball, generally formed as a pick-up game played in huge cities in the Northeastern United States, particularly New York City and Philadelphia. The equipment consists of a broom deal with and a rubber ball, generally a spaldeen, pensy pinky, high bouncer or tennis ball. The guidelines come from baseball and are modified to fit the predicament, for instance, a manhole cover may possibly 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 broadly well-known among youths increasing up from the 20th century till the 1980s.&quot

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

Like numerous of the other genuinely, actually good days on my 1+ years of photo-walking in NYC, today’s knowledge was totally unexpected. I was trudging along 109th Street on Manhattan’s Upper East Side — and shortly 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 discovered myself at a corner that has come to be identified as the “Stickball Hall of Fame Spot,” at 109th Street and Third Avenue. Two distinct stickball games were underway, but I was reasonably safe as lengthy as I stayed on the sidewalks. (If you are interested in the Stickball Hall of Fame, verify out this net website: northattan.com/2013/ten/07/maintaining-a-tradition-alive-in-ea… )

As I’ve learned, you can never tell when unexpected occasions like this will occur — and they could indeed occur only once a year. Most days out on the street with my camera are comparatively blah and a lot of (like most of Manhattan’s west side, specifically the location from 57th Street down to 14th Street) are frustratingly unproductive. There are a couple of very good days, and a few excellent shots — but a concentrated burst like nowadays happens only on rare occasions …

Therefore, when such occasions do occur, it is crucial to exploit them for each bit they’re worth. Thankfully I realized that nowadays — and decided that I’d be pleased to remain on that one street (109th, in between 2nd and 3rd Avenue) for the complete afternoon. In particular, I made no work whatsoever to leave speedily in order to stroll 108th Street, too right after all, it will be there tomorrow (and the next day, and the day following that), whereas the photo opportunity might never come back again.

Fortunately, I was offered the opportunity to meet some of the stickball players, chat with them, understand about their friends and relatives (numerous told me of beginning to play the game with their own fathers, many years earlier) and supply to send them some photographs (which, thus far, nobody has carried out). Perhaps one particular of the motives that I have not gotten involved with a lot of NYC individuals on the street before is that I actually wasn’t specifically interested in what they have been undertaking, and there was no apparent way they could continue doing what they had been undertaking without my being an obvious intrusion. Not so right now …

In addition to the still photographs, I took about a dozen video clips, although I didn’t actually consider of carrying out so until roughly halfway by way of the photo episode. But in retrospect, it must have been obvious: it is a sports-game, so it rely on motion and the yelling, shouting, and all round noise is a extremely important component of the encounter, also. So I lastly started shooting quick ten-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 those days, so it didn’t happen. Possibly 2 weeks from now, or 2 months … or anytime.

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This set of photos is based on a very straightforward idea: walk each block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what takes place. To steer clear of missing anything, walk both sides of the street.

That’s all there is to it …

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

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

As for the criteria that I’ve employed to pick the modest subset of every single-block images that get uploaded to Flickr: there are 3. Initial, I will upload any photo that I consider is &quotgreat,&quot and exactly where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, &quotI have no concept when or exactly where that photo was taken, but it is actually a terrific image!&quot

A second criterion has to do with location, and the third involves time. I am hoping that I will take some photos that clearly say, &quotThis is New York!&quot to anyone who appears at it. Naturally, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Developing or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion but I am hoping that I’ll locate other, 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 is not recognizable to someone from yet another component of the nation, or an additional part of the world, I know that that’s New York!&quot And there might be some pictures exactly where a &quotnon-nearby&quot viewer may possibly say, &quotI had no notion that there was anyplace in New York City that was so exciting/stunning/ugly/spectacular.&quot

As for the sense of time: I don’t forget wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing numerous shops, shops, restaurants, and business establishments — and then casually looking at the photos about five years later, and being stunned by how considerably had changed. Little by small, store by shop, day by day, issues modify … and when you have been around as lengthy as I have, it really is even a lot more amazing to go back and look at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, &quotWas it genuinely like that back then? Seriously, did men and women really put on bell-bottom jeans?&quot

So, with the expectation that I’ll be searching at these every single-block images 5 or ten years from now (and perhaps you will be, also), I am going to be performing my greatest to capture scenes that convey the sense that they were taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010’s (I have no idea what we’re calling this decade but). Or maybe 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-distinct image I’ve currently taken a bunch, and I do not know if I will eventually choose that they’re worth uploading. Women’s fashion/types are an additional apparent example of a time-certain phenomenon and even although I am undoubtedly not a style professional, I suspected that I will be capable to appear at some photos ten years from now and mutter to myself, &quotDid we actually wear shirts like that? Did ladies genuinely wear those weird skirts that are quick in the front, and long in the back? Did absolutely everyone in New York have a tattoo?&quot

Another example: I am fascinated by the interactions that individuals have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everybody has one particular, which certainly wasn’t accurate a decade ago and it seems that absolutely everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their whole conscious attention riveted on this small box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about something else that might be going on (amongst other issues, that tends to make it quite easy for me to photograph them without having their even noticing, specifically if they’ve also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can’t help wondering whether this type of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … specifically if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they are incorporated into the glasses we put on, or implanted straight into our eyeballs.

Oh, one particular last thing: I’ve designed a customized Google Map to show the precise specifics of every single day’s photo-stroll. I will be updating it every day, and the most recent component of my each and 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 single day to see where I’ve been, by clicking on this link

URL hyperlink to Ed’s every-block progress by way of Manhattan

If you have any suggestions about areas that I should undoubtedly go to to get some very good photographs, 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 e mail me straight at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com

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

NYC Stickball, Jun 2014 – 19
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 through the 2014 Globe Cup, and I can not assist wondering if any individual will have the slightest interest in seeing images about a bunch of guys operating about the streets of New York as they hit a tiny pink rubber ball with what looks like a broomstick. Indeed, the Wikipedia report on stickball (which you can find at en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stickball ) tells us that

&quotStickball is a street game associated to baseball, usually formed as a pick-up game played in massive cities in the Northeastern United States, particularly New York City and Philadelphia. The gear consists of a broom handle and a rubber ball, generally 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 may be employed 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 well-liked among youths expanding up from the 20th century till the 1980s.&quot

So, what I was photographing here was undoubtedly not soccer nor was it the much more “traditional” American sport of baseball … and certainly not (American-style) football either. It is a game of its own, even though the certain game that I occurred 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 a lot more bounces.

Like many of the other truly, genuinely excellent days on my 1+ years of photo-walking in NYC, today’s knowledge was completely unexpected. I was trudging along 109th Street on Manhattan’s Upper East Side — and shortly 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 identified myself at a corner that has come to be known as the “Stickball Hall of Fame Place,” at 109th Street and Third Avenue. Two diverse stickball games were underway, but I was reasonably safe as extended as I stayed on the sidewalks. (If you’re interested in the Stickball Hall of Fame, check out this net website: northattan.com/2013/ten/07/keeping-a-tradition-alive-in-ea… )

As I’ve learned, you can never ever tell when unexpected occasions like this will happen — and they may possibly certainly happen only as soon as 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 area from 57th Street down to 14th Street) are frustratingly unproductive. There are a few very good days, and a few great shots — but a concentrated burst like right now occurs only on uncommon occasions …

Thus, when such occasions do occur, it’s essential to exploit them for each bit they’re worth. Fortunately I realized that today — and decided that I’d be content to remain on that a single street (109th, in between 2nd and 3rd Avenue) for the whole afternoon. In specific, I produced no effort whatsoever to leave speedily in order to walk 108th Street, as well after all, it will be there tomorrow (and the next day, and the day right after that), whereas the photo chance could never come back once more.

Thankfully, I was given the opportunity to meet some of the stickball players, chat with them, learn about their buddies and relatives (many told me of starting to play the game with their personal fathers, a lot of years earlier) and provide to send them some images (which, thus far, no one has completed). Possibly 1 of the reasons that I have not gotten involved with numerous NYC folks on the street prior to is that I truly wasn’t specifically interested in what they had been performing, and there was no clear way they could continue performing what they were carrying out with out my getting an obvious intrusion. Not so today …

In addition to the still pictures, I took about a dozen video clips, even though I didn’t really think of performing so until roughly halfway by way of the photo episode. But in retrospect, it should have been apparent: it is a sports-game, so it rely on motion and the yelling, shouting, and general noise is a quite essential component of the expertise, also. So I lastly began shooting brief ten-20 second clips when each and every of the batters was about to wallop the ball, and then run on to very first base …

I was tempted to go back to watch the game again next weekend, climate permitting but I already had other commitments for those days, so it didn’t come about. Maybe two weeks from now, or 2 months … or anytime.

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

This set of photos is primarily based on a very straightforward idea: walk each and every block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what occurs. To keep away from missing something, walk each 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 is much more than I am willing to commit to at this point, and I will leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, a lot more adventurous photographers.

Oh, really, there’s one particular far more tiny detail: leave the pictures alone for a month — unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I truly concentrate on the initial of these &quotevery-block&quot photographs, I will have taken a lot more than eight,000 pictures on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side — plus yet another many thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the numerous spots in NYC where I traditionally take photographs. So I never anticipate to be emotionally attached to any of the &quotevery-block&quot images, and hope that I’ll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth seeking at.

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

A second criterion has to do with location, and the third entails time. I’m hoping that I will take some photographs that clearly say, &quotThis is New York!&quot to anyone who looks at it. Certainly, particular landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion but I’m hoping that I’ll locate other, much more unexpected examples. I hope that I’ll be in a position to take some shots that will make a &quotlocal&quot viewer say, &quotWell, even if that is not recognizable to someone from one more part of the country, or another portion of the globe, I know that that’s New York!&quot And there may be some images where a &quotnon-neighborhood&quot viewer may well say, &quotI had no notion that there was anyplace in New York City that was so fascinating/beautiful/ugly/spectacular.&quot

As for the sense of time: I keep in mind wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing various shops, retailers, restaurants, and business establishments — and then casually searching at the pictures about 5 years later, and getting stunned by how a lot had changed. Small by small, retailer by retailer, day by day, factors change … and when you’ve been around as extended as I have, it really is even a lot more amazing to go back and appear at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask oneself, &quotWas it really like that back then? Seriously, did men and women really wear bell-bottom jeans?&quot

So, with the expectation that I’ll be looking at these each and every-block photos five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, too), I am going to be undertaking 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 possibly they will just say to us, &quotThis is what it was like a dozen years soon after 9-11&quot.

Movie posters are a trivial instance of such a time-particular image I’ve already taken a bunch, and I don’t know if I’ll ultimately choose that they’re worth uploading. Women’s fashion/styles are one more clear example of a time-distinct phenomenon and even although I’m certainly not a fashion specialist, I suspected that I’ll be in a position to appear at some photos ten years from now and mutter to myself, &quotDid we actually wear shirts like that? Did girls genuinely wear those weird skirts that are short in the front, and extended in the back? Did every person in New York have a tattoo?&quot

An additional example: I am fascinated by the interactions that folks have with their cellphones out on the street. It appears that absolutely everyone has one particular, which surely wasn’t true a decade ago and it appears that absolutely everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their entire conscious attention riveted on this tiny box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that might be going on (among other items, that tends to make it extremely simple for me to photograph them without their even noticing, specifically if they’ve also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can’t aid wondering whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … specifically if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they’re incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.

Oh, one particular last point: I’ve produced a customized Google Map to show the precise particulars of each and every day’s photo-walk. I’ll be updating it every single day, and the most recent element of my every single-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 exactly where I’ve been, by clicking on this hyperlink

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

If you have any ideas about areas that I must certainly go to to get some excellent photos, 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 directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com

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