I took the photo in Macy's on 34th Street in Manhattan. Missing from the photo are the happy sounds of people walking and talking. It was raining hard outside and the place was packed. I had just detrained at Penn Station. I was there mainly to dip out of the weather on the stretch between Sixth and Fifth, though I did try on a pair of bubble-bottomed running shoes. I wanted to see what they would feel like. They were okay, kind of nice, actually, and way outside my idea of reasonably priced. But I bet they'd be great on wet sidewalks.
How does one read an image? What catches your attention here? Is it the multitude of curved lines? The captured heads of the shoppers? The mottled surface of the mirror or maybe the lights that bounce behind it? There's also that tiny yellow and black sticker warning a generic mother to hold the hand of her generic child on the escalator. Initially for me it was the disconnect between the text in the sign and the illustration below it.
I took the photo in Macy's on 34th Street in Manhattan. Missing from the photo are the happy sounds of people walking and talking. It was raining hard outside and the place was packed. I had just detrained at Penn Station. I was there mainly to dip out of the weather on the stretch between Sixth and Fifth, though I did try on a pair of bubble-bottomed running shoes. I wanted to see what they would feel like. They were okay, kind of nice, actually, and way outside my idea of reasonably priced. But I bet they'd be great on wet sidewalks. Comments are closed.
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