You may wonder why I am so infatuated with the High Line, which runs on the old elevated freight tracks that ran from the west 30's in NY down the west side. This is a section that has not yet been revitalized -- but will be completed in the near future.The whole line was slated to be demolished in the 1980's but the neighborhood residents who formed Friends of the High Line, saved it and the city made it into a park. For someone like me who loves urban grit and pieces of the past against the landscape of the future, this is paradise.
Later in the day, a walk along Hudson River Park, from 24th St. to 39th St, more visual stimulation for this artist. It was the first time I had been in this park --there is something magical about first times!I never did figure out what these things were. Things to tie the horses to? Do you know?? In any case, rust-lover's heaven.
The marks on the side of this old corrugated metal pier building...ahhhhhh.
|By 4:30 it was getting dark on the west side of Manhattan.|
|Doesn't New Jersey look beautiful?|
So, looking east where it was still a bit lighter, time to head to the Port Authority to catch the bus home.
|Near he Port Authority bus terminal, reflections of one residential building in another.|