I'm currently a bit behind in getting my photos online. In the meantime, if you're new to the site, you may be interested in reading the (very long) final post I wrote about my walk across the US — my thoughts one year after the completion of that trip.
The so-called "Veteran Master of Gothic Angst" is promoting his new eBook for the iPad. Because nothing says "Gothic Angst" like Apple's line of sleek consumer electronics. Just pop in your earbuds, crank out a few emails, and brood over the wretched darkness and despair of the human soul. (FYI, this painting is similar to the one in the video, but it's in a different location.)
A little residential enclave on this dreary industrial strip
Boot scrapers are quite scarce 'round these here parts.
Just text "ENDofDAYZ" to 18018!
But seriously folks, here's a primer, written from an Orthodox perspective, on the concept of the messiah in Judaism. The sign above is part of a campaign within the Chabad-Lubavitch movement.
Prohibited during Passover, chametz is traditionally removed from one's possession, and often destroyed, before the start of the holiday. Passover doesn't begin for almost two weeks, but perhaps this gentleman is about to leave town for a while and won't have an opportunity to do this later.
That's what their website claims. It's certainly a brazen van, at any rate.
Also, their logo closely resembles that of Stand With Wisconsin, although, in a geographic reversal, it's a right hand instead of a left.
This is just one panel of a pretty incredible wall. Here's some footage of the whole thing. Or, as (almost) always, you can just check it out in Street View.
This house is one of many architectural gems on a gorgeous block.
The Renaissance looks awfully similar to the Imperial, which we happened upon last month. So similar, in fact, that I had to double-check my map to make sure I hadn't veered off course. Not surprisingly, both were designed by the prolific Montrose Morris, who also built several houses on the block mentioned in the previous photo (including the one featured in the photo — his own house, which stood next door to that one, burned down 40-some years ago).
Today was, apparently, election day in Senegal. I discovered this as I was passing by John Hancock Playground in Brooklyn, when a stream of people came jubilantly pouring out of PS 3, chanting and clapping as they walked down the street. They had just closed down the local Senegalese polling station (here's a story about Senegalese New Yorkers voting in the first round of the presidential election back in February), but, thanks to the time zone difference, they already knew the current president, Abdoulaye Wade, had conceded defeat to his rival, Macky Sall. There had been some concern that Wade wouldn't hand over power peacefully, but, fortunately, those fears proved unfounded.
It's easy to become jaded by politics and take our relatively smooth-functioning democracy for granted. Seeing these joyous people emerging from a playground named for the first signer of the Declaration of Independence was a beautiful reminder of how empowering it can be to have a say in your country's future.