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PhotoJournal #4: New York City

Kicking off this week’s pictures of New York City is a man looking down at his mobile phone, tie reversed, a computer bag over the shoulder, leaning up against a pole.  That’s how you celebrate Monday evenings after work.

The remaining images are mostly about reflections and shadows.  It’s that time of year when the light seeps through the skyscrapers and creates new identities.

Images by Wells Baum

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PhotoJournal #2: New York City

An OLD man smokes his pipe early this morning just outside the London Hotel. Scrawled on the wall: “August 19”

If last week was about capturing sedentary people, this week seems to be about people standing looking at their phones and walking through pockets of light, shadow, and street smoke.   

New Yorkers make their way through a beam of light this morning off 5th Avenue.
New Yorkers make their way through a beam of light this morning off 5th Avenue.
An old man on his way to work, across the street from the museum of modern art.
An old man on his way to work, across the street from the museum of modern art.
Men stare into their mobile phones just across the street from Radio City Music Hall.  Next to the man sitting on the bench is a cutout from Madmen.
Men stare into their mobile phones just across the street from Radio City Music Hall.  Next to the man sitting on the bench is a cutout from Madmen.
A woman in a red dress walks across the street in the midst of street smoke.
A woman in a red dress walks across the street in the midst of street smoke.
A woman dines at an asian restaurant in yellow pants, matching the yellow delivery bike just outside.
A woman dines at an asian restaurant in yellow pants, matching the yellow delivery bike just outside.
A bicyclist strolls along 5th avenue holding his bike lock in his right hand.
A bicyclist strolls along 5th avenue holding his bike lock in his right hand.
“GOD,” graffitied on the construction site at the Museum of Modern Art.

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PhotoJournal #1: New York City

A firehouse prepares for the July 4th Weekend
A firehouse prepares for the July 4th Weekend

If you follow me on Tumblr, you know that I post a summary of pictures I take each week from my walks in New York.  Walking New York is an adventure, to say the least, with no two blocks nor people, nor moments, the same.  I always use my iPhone 6. 

I returned from a business trip on Wednesday afternoon anticipating new exploration.  After the bus dropped me off on 42nd and 10th, I walked up a block to 43rd and started my way east toward Grand Central.  

Below are some images all from the same street:  43rd between 8th and 9th.  I took all these with one snap because I had my suitcase in my left hand.  

Kids enjoy a summer swing
Kids enjoy a summer swing
Two kids chat on a bench at a park on the upper West side, flanked by a single/locked up bike wheel
Two kids chat on a bench at a park on the upper West side, flanked by a single/locked up bike wheel
A couple looks at their phone for directions.  added to my Never Look Up series on the VSCOGrid
A couple looks at their phone for directions.  added to my Never Look Up series on the VSCOGrid
A student cools off before the Holiday weekend
A student cools off before the Holiday weekend

Here are some additional images.  For whatever reason, I felt like capturing sedentary people this week.    

Construction worker at the Museum of Modern Art
Construction worker at the Museum of Modern Art
Kind of Blue
Kind of Blue

Mobile photography is one of my creative outlets.  If you want see these images posted as I shoot them, follow me on Instagram:  Bombtune

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My Dear Friend, Bebe

I lost my best friend yesterday. She was 16 years old. She’d been around for about half of my life, ever since the day we bought her in a dog store off Madison Avenue. She was a New Yorker at heart, and a Yorkie after all.

But after dancing on the back porch at my wedding more than two years ago, Bebe started to slow down. She lost most of her vision and her hearing.

Bebe at my Wedding, July 2, 2011

Bebe’s most admirable characteristic was her persistence. She never gave up. In fact, she just got cuter with age. Her hair continued to grow in knots. People thought she was still a puppy at 16. How could you disagree? Look at that face!

Bebe chilling earlier this Summer

Bebe kept a cute face and a positive attitude despite her rapidly ailing body. She always remained happily focused in her own world even as the younger dogs wanted to play with her.

Last night, I lit a candle for Bebe at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York and reread an email from my Mom sent earlier that day. My Mom had just received the book Dog Heaven from a family friend. My Mom wrote:

when dogs go to heaven they don’t need wings because God knows that dogs love running best. When a dog first arrives in heaven, she just runs. I think BeBe missed running and jumping the most.

I grew up with two brothers so Bebe was the second girl in our house. I always joke with my wife that Bebe was also my first girlfriend.

Death is a celebration of life. We’ll love and remember Bebe forever, just as we do Bullet, our Silkie Terrier that passed away five years ago.

We’ll always be in touch with you Bebe as you run and jump through the clouds in Heaven.

Chatting with Bebe