So it was a quiet weekend here in New York. I mean that quite literally. The city was deserted from Friday evening through Monday morning due to the concern about Hurricane Irene and the first-ever voluntary shutdown of the NYC subway. In the end, the hurricane was a bit of a wash (pun intended) but it was fascinating to be in Manhattan minus all the people. It was a post-apocalyptic weekend, minus the apocalypse thank god!
The picture above is Seventh Avenue, taken from the heart of Greenwich Village and looking uptown. Amazing. Not a car or pedestrian in sight. Below are some more pics; the intersection of 6th avenue and houston, the IFC movie theatre (which closed for the weekend), and a couple of creative tape designs in Village storefronts. It's like life in a ghost town; all we need are some tumbleweeds rolling down the streets.
This is eerie--6th ave and Houston, a major downtown intersection
No movies at the IFC Center in the Village
Rizza Hair Salon--artsy!
The Jonathan Adler store--patterned tape, of course
