Posts Tagged ‘MTA’
In which The Gay Recluse considers a subterranean masterpiece. Our friend Paul just sent us this from his phone: “So what if I voted for McCain?” OMGLMFAO! We’re not sure exactly where this was taken, but Paul lives in Harlem, so we’ll give our downtown neighbors credit for this piece of brilliance. (But Paul would […]
Filed under: Capitalism, Food, Graffiti, New York City, Subway | 1 Comment
Tags: Harlem, John McCain, MTA, Subway Fast Food, Subway Transport
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Today on the subway this woman wouldn’t move her leg over two inches to make room for us to sit down. But we sat down anyway, because we were tired and didn’t see why she should take up two seats. Then we […]
Filed under: Architecture, Photography, Sickness, Subway, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights, Weather | Leave a Comment
Tags: 59th Street, Columbus Circle, Etiquette, MTA, Subway Woes, Sunsets, The George Washington Bridge
On Proof that the Sun Sets Magnificently, Even Over New Jersey: A Story of (Sub)Urban Despair
In which The Gay Recluse contemplates life, on the subway. Today on the subway — this, during the evening rush — we sat down next to a woman, perhaps 25 or so, with long, thin arms and straight blond hair. We noticed because a few seconds later, she leaned over and yelled “Dad!” And it […]
Filed under: Gay, Infrastructure, Memory, Resignation, Search, Sickness, Subway, The Gay Recluse | 3 Comments
Tags: Daughters, Fathers, John Grisham, MTA, Psychology, Sads, Sons, Tom Clancy
In which The Gay Recluse sees remnants of craft in the morning commute. This is where we stand every morning to wait for the train. And dream of stenciling this pattern onto the walls of our office.
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, City Pattern Project, Communism, Photography, Subway, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 1 Comment
Tags: 163rd Street, Art Deco, Grates, Iron Work, MTA, Peeling Paint
In which The Gay Recluse goes to the museum. Consider the old panels on the subway platform wall, and observe the finely wrought precision with which each strip of peeling paint has by the hands of time been distressed in the subtlest shades of gold and silver, all displayed in a collage with the glue […]
Filed under: Architecture, Decay, New York City, Subway, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 2 Comments
Tags: Art, Masterpieces, MTA, Museums, Subway
In which The Gay Recluse finds a silver lining. We’ve already written about our bad karma at the 34th Street Station, which is filled with ungainly chrome columns and awkward ramps. But just the other day, we noticed an infinite wall of gold tile. We’re not sure why it took us two years to find. […]
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, City Pattern Project, Communism, Dissonance, Gentrification, New York City, Subway, The Gay Recluse | 2 Comments
Tags: 34th Street, Berlin, Chrome Columns, D-Train, Karma, MTA, Ramps
In which The Gay Recluse contemplates an uncommissioned masterpiece from the walls of an uptown subway station. Consider the old panels on the subway platform wall, and observe the finely wrought precision with which each strip of peeling paint has by the hands of time been distressed in the subtlest shades of gold and silver, […]
Filed under: Infrastructure, Obsession, Photography, Ruins, Subway, Technology, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | Leave a Comment
Tags: 163rd Street, Abstract Expressionism, MTA
