So when loitering about in the NYC-subway one can find amusing little works of funnyness like these to entertain you in waiting for the next train.
Oh EFF. You can’t read the sharpie-text, right? blarch.. I h-a-v-e to figure this “click and make it larger”-function out. Gah! Anyway, bygones.
Ah, a typical train-ride in the NYC metro! See the cheerful mexicans with their picturesque little banjo’s? Okay, no, maybe they’re not banjo’s. And okay, no, maybe they’re not Mexicans, but I just had to sneak my camera out anyway.
Well, as you can see in this picture the normal New Yorker-reaction to these happy fellas should have been to discreetly look away… I’m getting there, just have to stop getting so excited over everything.
Like Times square! Oh, what an energy-sucking place! We sat down on the chairs in the middle of the street. With all the noise and the trafic around us. And all the neonlights and commercial-screens above us. We were s-l-o-w-l-y d-r-a-i-n-e-d by the cacophony of it all… just sat there… me and Johan… for hours. At least Johan had the strenght to draw while sitting there.
I just felt sooo heavy… And numb… And willingless.
Yes, this picture is from before we sat down. When I still had some spark of life in me! We were on our way somewhere, to do something.
We were just gonna sit for a few minutes. Have a smoke and be on our way…
A very strange enchanted place, that square is…
ooops…sorry, I just can’t figure out how to get this flipped in the correct position right now. Sorry!
The Central Park-squirrel who really wanted to be a model.
Oh god, he’s such a poser!
God, stop it! Look at ‘im! His head a bit to the side like that, trying to look cute…Who are you, squirrel?! Yuck!
Jesus, why do I have like 10 pics of this little fella in my cam..?
That’s enough now, Frida. No more squirrel-pictures, m’key?!
The CP-park is really beautiful. We found a big open lawn where we sat for a couple of hours. Drawing, reading, writing… You know, the kind of stuff us artists do. ^_^
It was very still. Quiet and peaceful. New York truly is the city of contrasts.
My squinting-look… Hey! It actally looks like I have a muscle there on my arm, doesn’t it?
nah, it’s just my shoulder in a wierd angle… :/
We were going to an outdoor concert in Prospect Park that evening, so we left CP and went for a stroll around Manhattan with an eye out for a nice place to eat. Not before long an old man approached us.
He wished to help us. He gave us a suggestion of a really good Italian restaurant on Amsterdam ave. Not pricy at all, lovely service and excellent food! ^_^
I love the people of New York! They’re like sweet angels of freindlyness every one of ’em!
I wrote down a short conversation we had at this restaurant. I have it somewhere… It was something about a very small jacket hanging at the coat rack in the corner. I’ll find it, draw a comic out of it and upload it here… when I get some time off from work and socializing… sooo that would be approaximately… sometime this fall/winter?