Consider for a moment scaffolding. As New York as delis, deliveries, sirens & street vendors, scaffolding serves as a constant reminder of the city’s steady (yet stealth) progress. It goes up under the cover of darkness, when most have cleared the sidewalks & hard-hats descend to do their duty. Arriving at work just yesterday, I found the adjacent building suddenly shrouded; in a few days, I won’t remember it any other way.
Uptown, there’s a certain section of Ft. Washington that stood covered for over a year. On my way to the subway, it cocooned me from the early-a.m. elements. The familiar wooden planks disappeared one day without warning & left an elegant, art deco apt. building in their wake. Popped out loud & proud, its new facade shined for all to see.
I lost my breath coming upon the James Farley Post Office across from Midtown’s Penn Station last night. Naked for the first time to my eyes, the building beamed in all its beaux-arts beauty. I cried as I snapped this shot & realized, it’s high time to unveil.
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