Posts tagged newark.
Doremus Ave, Newark, NJ. Port Newark
Doremus Ave, Port Newark. Semi-Trailer
Doremus Ave, Port Newark. Semi-Trailer
Our graffiti searching rightfully started in Port Newark because that’s where amazing graffiti was before they painted over it. There are remnants of those pieces left behind. On Doremus Ave, past Essex County Correctional Facility is where we began.
Current Reads. The one book that isn’t graffiti or street art related is ‘The Social Animal’. I don’t know what it’s about yet but according to some reviews it’s about ‘The Hidden Sources of Love, Character, and Achievement’. It’s based on two fictional characters but it offers insight into the human mind and psychology. Public Libraries have got to be the greatest around.
I want to know more about graffiti since it’s becoming a serious hobby of mine. Before I step into anything, I like to know a lot about it. Most of what’s published in books is ‘mainstream’ graffiti, but it’s a start.
Today, I spent the day in Newark with Nellena taking pictures of graffiti that I remembered seeing around. There’s much more that didn’t come to mind. I’ll be uploading the batch later tonight.
Besides swimming, my other favorite summer activity is being in the hood. There’s something inviting about being there on summer afternoons instead of my quiet suburbs. Everyone’s out on their front steps, the kids are playing, and you hear the faint sounds of ice cream machines and sirens. You’ll find adults conversing amongst themselves, young boys playing soccer, children running in and out of corner stores buying themselves treats with their loose change. I’ve lived in my neighborhood for five years now, and I don’t know my next door neighbor’s name. My parents and I identify our neighbors by their nationalities or by describing their houses. I know the neighbors of my friends who reside in Newark and Irvington. In the ‘burbs, we don’t have chances to mingle at neighborhood block parties or when we come to catch a breeze outside trying to dodge the unbearable heat that’s trapped indoors. Everyone seems to run into their homes and stay there, and when we do catch glances at each other, we’ll give the occasional passionless ‘hey’ or the unenthusiastic headnod. I always feel more aware and naturally happy in the hood than I do in my neighborhood. On most of my summer evenings, you’ll catch me in Newark until my parents beg for me to come home.
Graffiti in the Newark Light Rail. Something about this picture reminds me of The Weeknd.
American Museum of Natural History
- Brooklyn Historical Society
- Brooklyn Museum
- Cooper-Hewitt, National Design Museum
- El Museo del Barrio
- Jewish Museum
Metropolitan Museum of Art (The Met)
- Museum of Modern Art (MoMa)
- Museum of Sex
- New Museum
- New York Historical Society
- New York Public Library
- Newark Museum
- Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum
- Whitney Museum of American Art
The longest and most passionate love affair I’ve been in is with the city of Newark. I wasn’t raised to far from there. I’m in Newark everyday of the week. At night when I can’t sleep if I’m not driving through the mountains, then I’m sneaking away to Newark. I always knew that I wanted to go to college in Newark. I’ve never gotten tired of it, as a history junkie, there’s always more to learn and see. On my days off, I drive around Newark with my camera to take photos. It’s so diverse and all I ever see in Newark in beauty. People, too often, misjudge Newark based on its appearance. The Newark I know today isn’t the Newark that I knew ten years ago. It has changed for the better, this city has worked hard, and is trying to improve itself. It makes me sad that very few people see the Newark that I know and love. But I’d rather keep Newark to myself, I’ll just continue to be enamored with Newark.
I’ve been seeing this tag near dowtown. One of the tags had Poor King written on it. I’ll see where this goes. This was a drive-by shot, I couldn’t stop. Most of the time when I’m driving alone, I try to keep my camera nearby, especially if I’m in Newark.
Avon Street and/or S. 20th Ave, Newark, NJ
I started my Newark Graffiti Post Project. For a while, I’ve been driving around Newark looking for graffiti. Today, with my cousin’s help and camera, she helped me start. There’s so much beauty in Newark that people don’t see, I’d like to show it to them. It’s one of my favorite cities.
Halsey Street and Warren Street, Newark, NJ