The clock in Penn Station, New York City, photographed by LIFE legend Alfred Eisenstaedt in 1943. (Alfred Eisenstaedt—The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images) #PennStation #NYC #TBT
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The clock in Penn Station, New York City, photographed by LIFE legend Alfred Eisenstaedt in 1943. (Alfred Eisenstaedt—The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images) #PennStation #NYC #TBT
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AndrĂ© KertĂ©sz had an apartment overlooking Washington Square in New York City—he took photos of the park for nearly a quarter century. #ICPCollections http://bit.ly/2AUpdTSđź“· Washington Square, Winter, 1954  Â
A long, unusually photogenic day: I left Chicago before sunrise and when I got to Los Angeles I took a train in lieu of a connecting flight to Santa Barbara, because I will go to great lengths to avoid flying United and also because train travel is obviously superior in every respect. I’ve never lived in California, but my father’s family was in and around Ventura County for four generations and I love coming back here so much. The last picture is the ocean from the window of the Amtrak Pacific Surfliner, near Ventura, with a dog on the beach.
Leo Piron (Belgian, 1899-1962), Winter, 1940. Canvas, 81.5 x 100 cm.
Weegee at the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. #WeegeeWednesday 📷 New York, ca. 1942 #ICPCollections http://bit.ly/2zZeuKx
Hollins University at 8am this morning.
“Where are you from?” “Well, I’m from British Columbia, Canada, but I’ve lived in New York City for about fifteen years.” “Is British Columbia a big city like New York?”
Standing desk, hotel-room style.
WHY YOU SHOULD WRITE HORRIBLY:
1. You’ll never write anything if you don’t
Yes! You should see my first drafts! Just kidding, you’ll never see my first drafts. I don’t show them to anyone, because they’re horrible.
Also in Lexington: a nightmare cyborg rabbit.
In Lexington, VA. The city takes an expansive view of which local citizens deserve a commemorative stone on Main Street.
Sunrise over Knoxville through a foggy window.
The gorgeous pipe organ at in the University of Tennessee auditorium where I’m speaking this afternoon.
Station Eleven-inspired student artwork at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.
New York City through thick glass: view from the first of the day’s airplanes, shortly after takeoff from JFK. Now I’m in Knoxville. Overheard dialogue in the hotel bar:
“I can’t eat tomatoes. They’re too inflammatory.”
“You know what else is inflammatory? LIBERALS.”
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I just came across this wonderful gallery of the Un Aller Retour Dans Le Noir festival in Pau. I love Maryan Harrington’s work.