It’s Not A Drive-By!


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My friends, I intended to show pictures of murals that I snapped here in New York City, but upon inspection of my work, I found my efforts wanting. The lovingly crafted murals were created by truly gifted artists, and each one depicts various musicians who lived in Queens County. The men and women who painted the murals obviously understood things such as lighting, perspective, and sizing when creating their masterpieces, and to see their work is to view unheralded artistic wizardry. Conversely, my rushed efforts to capture their artwork via a digital camera were…well…not reflective of wizardry of any sort.

In my own defense, I have to note that I hurriedly snapped the photos from the safety of my parked car since many people violently object to the presence of cameras pointed anywhere close to themselves or their property. While the murals are public displays, the buildings they are on are privately owned, as are the other buildings and homes around them. As I was trying to take the pictures, curious passersby and onlookers gave me a once-over with the occasional menacing glare thrown in for good measure. My gosh, I felt like yelling that I was taking pictures, not engaging in a drive-by shooting! Was I able to take a picture at anything close to a correct angle? No. Was I able to position myself for optimal lighting? Nope. Was I able to adjust the zoom to sufficiently capture the details so carefully placed within each mural without the looky-loos giving me the stink eye? No way.

People, it was like something out of the original Twilight Zone. The only things missing were the late Rod Serling and the show’s theme music. I will try again to capture images of the murals next week. Whether it was due to back-to-back days of 80-degree heat following weeks of low temperatures or the bites of rabid raccoons, the locals seemed to be very much on edge. Am I going to anger anyone in a city where a wayward glance could result in gunfire? No, no, no, and in case I wasn’t clear: NO. Too many people were too nervous about something, and in true New York fashion, I don’t want to find out what that something was.

Let’s see how next week goes. With luck, the residents will remember to take their Prozac before I stop by.

All the best,
Keith V.



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