A little whimsy for our visit to JFK last weekend. Little Johnny really didn’t want to hold Mommy’s hand.
So I lied about not posting any more images from JFK. But here’s the exciting news I promised you: ABCNews.com used some of my pics of the TWA Flight Center in a little story they ran yesterday.
After more than 10 years at the corner of 19th Street and 8th Avenue, Better Burger calls it quits. I think this is less about a tough economy and more about a tough burger.
Inside the Flight Center, where all the sweeping roof lines come together, TWA hung this speaker and spherical clock. Though the assembly was not part of the original design, the architect’s death a year before the building was completed meant his opinion was not available. I think he would’ve approved.
This is the last picture I’ll be posting from our JFK field trip, but stay tuned. There may be some exciting news.
Another shot from our visit to the TWA Flight Center at JFK. As you might imagine, more than a few of the visitors to the classic terminal came with all their best photo gear. Their biggest problem? How to get a great shot when the place was so littered with photographers. The tubes that once connected the terminal to the gates was an especially popular subject. In a moment of relative calm they found a tube was empty, and the gathered shutterbugs attacked like a crowd of vicious paparazzi.
The TWA Flight Center visible from the bridge that connects the JFK AirTrain to the 3 year old Jet Blue terminal. When the Port Authority first proposed building a new terminal around the classic Eero Saarinen structure, there was some opposition to the plan. The great modern architect Philip Johnson said, “If you’re going to strangle a building to death, you might as well tear it down.” Especially when you consider that the current plan calls for building a hotel in the small amount of space left between the new and old buildings, you can see his point. Its giant graceful “wings”, which should reach boldly into the sky, are now dwarfed and confused by clutter. What should evoke the freedom of flight, instead feels trapped and encumbered. I’m a huge champion of saving old architecture, but you have to wonder: is this really saving it?
As I promised yesterday, here’s a shot of the interior of the TWA Flight Center. I love living in city with people that will travel across town for an opportunity to appreciate great architecture.
Yesterday, thanks to Open House New York, the old TWA terminal at JFK Airport was briefly opened to the public. So I grabbed some architecturally enthusiastic friends and out we went, joining an appreciative crowd to spend the better part of the afternoon ooh-ing and ahh-ing at an artifact of bygone travel romance.
Since the old building was mostly surrounded by the new Jet Blue terminal in 2008, it has struggled to find gainful employment. The latest idea is to make it the lobby of a boutique airport hotel. In preparation for this, the Port Authority has been lovingly restoring the building, and it’s in surprisingly good shape.
Tomorrow, I’ll share more images from inside and outside this gorgeous (if not somewhat impractical) specimen of 60’s architecture.
Here’s another homeless picture I managed to get this weekend. While chatting on the corner with some friends, I noticed this guy approach and start searching through the trash. I snuck a few shots without anyone noticing. I think.
Though I’ve said before that I try to avoid shooting homeless people, sometimes I do give in to the temptation. Especially when I feel like I can do it without humiliating them. I made a quick decision to try to grab a shot of this guy, and managed to do it without breaking my stride.
With the subway station I needed closed this evening, I headed home via taxi up 8th Avenue. Pausing in traffic between 41st and 42nd Streets, I took a moment to look up at one of my favorite buildings in the NY skyline: the headquarters of The New York Times. 52 stories high with a mast reaching up to 1,046 feet, it’s tied with the Chrysler Building as the 3rd tallest in the city.