Photography is (officially) not a crime
NYPD Operations Order number 14
I’m not sure how I could have missed this, but I just came across an official NYPD document regarding the legality of photography in public areas in the city. It is the clearest and most useful document of its kind that I’ve found and states that, except in specific and rare cases, photography and videotaping are permissible in most public spaces. Additionally, a police officer may never ask you to delete images or destroy film, although they can seize your equipment and obtain a search warrant if they are suspicious about your intentions.
I am printing this one out and putting it right along side my copy of The Photographer’s Right and the NYC MOFTB permit rules in my camera bag. I’ve had good and bad experiences with the NYPD, but have found that a friendly attitude and familiarity with the rules usually help keep problems to a minimum.
(via Brian Ulrich » Critical Terrain » Carlos Miller)
20th Street and 3rd Avenue
As you may have noticed, I have changed my focus in the last couple of weeks from the natural landscape to an urban one. Summer seems like a natural time to get started on a couple of side projects I’ve been thinking about. The first of these is an exploration of the neighborhoods along the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway, which happens to pass near my house.
I started poking around in the Carroll Gardens/Red Hook area and am now making my way south toward Sunset Park and Bay Ridge. I am thinking I will also eventually head north into Williamsburg and Greenpoint and then on to Queens.
While my first couple of explorations have focused on the landscape and exterior details of the neighborhood, I am becoming more and more interested in the people that live and work here as well. I have not done many portraits before and I expect it to be a challenge, but I really would like to meet some people that live in the area and include them in the project.
Last weekend I spoke with a woman whose family has lived on the same block for three generations. Her grandmother watched as warehouses and factories slowly replaced their residential neighborhood. Her grandmother’s house is one of the last on the block, just a few doors down from a Department of Sanitation depot, and yet still looks like a perfectly preserved piece of the 1950s.
The photo above is from another such block: residential, commercial, and industrial all mixed together. Urban density fascinates me, as do decorative details like those lions.
US TII
I keep trying to make out what the sign underneath says. As best as I tell, it’s “USED TIRS, BOUGHT AND SOLD”, but I can’t be sure.
