Coney
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1 of 6 pictures i snapped of this little girl on the swings. it was her birthday, so she was dressed in this elaborate white dress and had a little tiara with jewels in it that her dad was holding. coney island, new york
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the wonder wheel, coney island, new york
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in the train station at coney island :)
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coney island, new york / / wasn’t sure how to bring out the green in the tree, and i don’t have any photo-editing tools :(
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With nowhere to change from a swimsuit, one does the best one can. “It’s a privilege to be alive.” / Author unknown
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This was taken in Coney Island amusement park. The Wonder Wheel is a famous ride there. All this will soon be torn down to “build up a parking lot”, or build condominiums.
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Challenge Cafe
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another little glass tile painting in the coney island train stop…i thought this one was a little creepy with the man right under the children playing
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Ah, Larry. Gone but not forgotten you fabulous creature. / He was a wildcatter from Louisiana, and we met in Coney Island, the once-famous Brooklyn amusement park landmark. I was painting signs, rides and carousels. He was managing the park. It was 24/7 non-stop noise, rock’n’roll, disco, motocycles, the Wonderwheel, plastic rocketships, food, beer, Jack Daniels, drugs, beach, color, sun moon stars, and danger. Knife and gun fights every night. Bodies washing ashore. What a summer! We fell in love (I was nuts for him – and he liked me a lot) and lived in his tiny trailer right off the go-kart track. We were in the bottom bunk, his sawed-off shotgun was in the top bunk. I don’t think we ever slept. / He was so totally alien to anyone I’d known before, all instinct like something feral. Speed. Action. Cooked Cajun food. Covered with grease from the go karts but loved to dress up. Could fix any motor, build any building, handle any problem. The isolated lonliness of six months on the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico brought him to Coney Island every summer. He drew people to him like a magnet. Everything he did was excessive til he passed out or puked. / “New York,” he said, “has got the best boxed cake in the world!” Entemann’s chocolate layer—he used to eat it in the shower. It was a long time ago, but the experience (one of those I’m gonna take a chance and do this come hell and highwater) was profound. I wrote a novel about it, and call it NOISE. Still trying to publish it and what a movie it would make, the synopsis and one chapter are on my website, www.hawksperch.com. and I just uploaded them here under “Writing”. / Would love to know what you think.
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Coney Island, Brooklyn – Mermaid Parade 2008
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At Wigstock Festival, Coney island.
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The seagulls decided to join in this shot of the Parachute Jump, a now - defunct steel structure of a favorite death-defying ride I foolishly rode in my early youth. Ah…youth. Ah…summertime. Ah…nostalgia.
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I photographed this wall art which appears to the right of a huge animated monster on a Coney Island Street.
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For those who were attracted to this monster’s head….here is nearly the rest of him. ENJOY!!
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just to put the clock in context!
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This monster hovers over a Coney Island street, threatening to devour each and every passersby. He is animated and his mouth opens and shuts making it ever more nightmarish.
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Should you so desire, there is a school where you can learn to really breathe out fire. Imagine the implication of that.
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As a kid I was always too scared to go on the Cyclone in Coney Island. It was supposed to be even scarier than all the other roller coasters. When I turned 30, I decided if I didn’t do it then, I never would. Afraid of having regrets in my old age, I forged ahead and with my heart beating to a Jerry Lee Lewis tune, stepped up to the looming giant plate. My stomach felt like it was popping popcorn and my screams and others on the ride probably contributed to my failing hearing. Years later, I returned to Coney Island in Brooklyn, New York because I wanted to have a last look at this place. Soon it will be torn down to “build up a parking lot”, or a condominium. The Cyclone still looked scary to me, but I look at it with pride as if I conquered it. To all those people who never had the opportunity to travel the BMT (back when trains in New York were known by letters), this is your opportunity to view this ride. To those that rode the train and felt the excitement of going to this magical place, this is a piece of nostalgia for you. I hope you buy this photo and keep a piece of Coney living.
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novel NOISE, by BD Sparhawk. Chapter 3 - Coney Heats Up
by Barbara SparhawkDavid Harris asked …..and okay, for all those interested in the continuing saga started with the portrait of Larry I posted yesterday…..
David Harris asked …..and okay, for all those interested in the continuing saga started with the portrait of Larry I posted yesterday….here ya go! The third chapter and a synopsis are up on my writing page. As you’ll see, the names are changed to protect the guilty, but of the two main characters, Lucien and Bijou, it’s pretty easy to tell who’s who. I’d love to know what you think, and for those of you with the interest and patience to read it, thanks for doing so. And thank you especially David, for the shove. / Best wishes to you all, / Barbara
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Coney Island is the home of the original Nathans. It is so called because it was in this location before there were any other siblings. I recently revisited it with my husband and was eagerly anticipating having one of their hot dogs and their wonderful fat laden fries. MY husband had patiently waited as I snapped away and now it was time to head over to reap my rewards for a long day. We headed over to Nathans to dive head long into more memories. Little did I know that my New Jersey bred husband only saw the long lines and didn’t want to wait. I couldn’t believe that he didn’t feel the way I did, or was unimpressed by the smells that wafted out of one of the cookers. Coney Island amusement will soon be torn down, but I wonder if Nathans, a landmark, will remain.
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