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Artist Charlie Wang sells prints of his watercolor paintings at the corner of Dartmouth Street and Newbury Street in Boston.
This photo is part of a larger blog posting at www.stevepenberthy.com/2008/06/some-art-in-boston.html
See more of Charlie Wang's work at:
Flickr - www.flickr.com/charliewangstudio
Facebook - www.facebook.com/pages/Charlie-Wang-Studio/186879224688144
UPDATE 9/30/08:
I've been honored by the folks at www.schmap.com/! They've included this photograph in the newly released fifth edition of the Schmap Boston Guide. You can check out the photo in context at www.schmap.com/boston/restaurants_icecream/p=28143/i=2814... Just hover your mouse over the "Newbury Street" section and watch the slideshow in the upper right.
Title: South Boston
Creator: Boston Landmarks Commission
Date: circa 1927
Source: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, 5210.004
File name: 5210004_005_0164
Rights: Copyright City of Boston
Citation: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, Collection 5210.004, City of Boston Archives, Boston
File name: 08_02_003242
Box label: Residences: Fenway Court By T. E. Marr: Box 2
Title: Boston. Fenway Court. Gothic door
Alternative title:
Creator/Contributor: Thomas E. Marr & Son (photographer)
Date issued:
Date created: 1917
Physical description: 1 photographic print ; 9 1/2 x 7 1/4 in.
Genre: Photographic prints
Subjects: Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum; Gardner, Isabella Stewart, 1840-1924; Houses; Galleries & museums; Doors & doorways
Notes: Number on image: 21409
Provenance:
Statement of responsibility: Thomas E. Marr & Son
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Rights status not evaluated.
Title: Boston Common
Creator: Boston Landmarks Commission
Date: circa 1970
Source: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, 5210.004
File name: 5210004_004_0403
Rights: Copyright City of Boston
Citation: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, Collection 5210.004, City of Boston Archives, Boston
File name: 08_02_003223
Box label: Residences: Fenway Court By T. E. Marr: Box 1
Title: Boston. Fenway Court. Raphael room. East side
Alternative title:
Creator/Contributor: Marr, Thomas E. (photographer)
Date issued:
Date created: 1903
Physical description: 1 photographic print ; 7 1/2 x 9 1/2 in.
Genre: Photographic prints
Subjects: Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum; Gardner, Isabella Stewart, 1840-1924; Houses; Galleries & museums; Interiors
Notes: Number on image: 7446
Provenance:
Statement of responsibility: Thomas E. Marr
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Rights status not evaluated.
Amazingly, it is a week since my last working day, and time is already flying through my fingers. Our fingers.
But time had come for us to bid New York goodbye, back our things and head north to Beantown, Boston, for a few days.
We laid in bed for a while, me coughing loudly from time to time, then Jools announcing she has now caught the cold. Or a cold. Might not be mine.
Anyway, we have to pack, get all the clothes we have brought back into the case ready for the trip. We had hours to get it done, so we take hours, and had decided to have breakfast at Penn Station rather than go to our usual haunt.
At ten we are done, so go down to check out, and for the bellhop to call a cab. We had the most reasonable man in New York driving us, who spoke with knowledge of global events and current affairs, and of Brexit and Trump.
He made the journey to the station seem so effortless, it was a shame when we arrived. Outside the station, or stations, more of that in a minute, it was mad. Two drunks, so out of it they could hardly stand, panhandled us for change, the woman incapable of speech in fact. We dashed over the road to the wonderful building on the other side only to find there are two Penn Stations, and this grand one is the New Jersey railway, the other, more Euston-like, was back on the other side of the road.
We cross back over and begin the hunt for breakfast, which we thought would be civilised. But all there was were a series of fast food places, and people everywhere. We d find a table at a deli and I get food. And it still cost thirty backs or so, no cheapness even there. But we needed to eat.
Then began the wait for the train, sitting in the waiting room for the train to be called, then wait some more to find which platform it was coming in on. When it was announced platform 9, there was a mad rush and we were at the back, but a member of staff opened another stairway down onto the platform, so we go on really quick, found two spare seats in business, still trying to work out what was business or different from the cattle class tickets, just as cramped and hard seats, but at least the seats lined up with the windows, unlike back home.
And off we go into a tunnel under east Manhattan, under the East River and out into the Bronx. We get fine views over the rooftops with the Manhattan skyline as a backdrop, until the train dips and dives through the New York suburbs, and in half an hour, into the countryside.
I like a good train journey,
especially one I have not been on before, so I am enthralled as the train passes through many towns with identical names as some back home, most look the same, but after a while we are beside the sea, and whizz through a series of resorts and fishing villages until we pass into Connecticut.
All the towns blur into one, Stamford, New Haven, Yale University all pass by. We stop a couple of times, drop passengers off, pick up only a handful. Into Rhode Island, a state I have been to before, but we are in and out of it pretty quick, and then into Boston.
Outside the station we flag the angriest man in Boston to take us to the hotel; he is on the horn all the while, not indicating, and angry at everyone. We tip him at the hotel just glad to be out of his presence.
Out hotel is swish. Posh even, named after one in London, The Langham. The bellhop wears a bowler hat and carries our bags to check in, but we say we can carry our own cases thank you very much.
Upstairs we find we have a suite, and plenty of room to spread our rags and tattered clothes.
Lets go out to eat!
Boston has changed huge amounts since I was last here a decade and a half ago, I have no idea where we are or where to go. We walk up through the commercial district to a main shopping street, down that, but can see nowhere to eat.
I then spy a place, the Boston Chop, we go in. Also, very swish. A hundred bucks for a bog standard bottle of red, so we pass. But they do a good steak, which is good. And we have crème brulee to follow, and all is right with the world. Until the bill comes.
We walk back through the city centre until I find what I was looking for; the Freedom Trail, which we will follow tomorrow. I take shots of buildings, some old, some new, all interesting, until Jools says she is tired, so we try to find the hotel.
Back inside I have a shower, Jools watches some Breaking Bad, and another day has passed us by.
Title: Street scene showing downtown Boston businesses
Creator: City of Boston
Date: circa 1960-1968
Source: Mayor John F. Collins records, Collection #0244.001
File name: 244001_0886
Rights: Copyright City of Boston
Citation: Mayor John F. Collins records, Collection #0244.001, City of Boston Archives, Boston
Title: South End
Creator: Boston Redevelopment Authority
Date: circa 1970-1980
Source: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, 5210.004
File name: 5210004_005_0029
Rights: Copyright City of Boston
Citation: Boston Landmarks Commission image collection, Collection 5210.004, City of Boston Archives, Boston
Title: Street scene showing the New Yorker Lounge in downtown Boston
Creator: City of Boston
Date: circa 1960-1968
Source: Mayor John F. Collins records, Collection #0244.001
File name: 244001_0885
Rights: Copyright City of Boston
Citation: Mayor John F. Collins records, Collection #0244.001, City of Boston Archives, Boston
This one was taken on July 4th just before the fireworks. This Chopper was also one of the culprit for the delay during fireworks.
You guys might have bored in seeing this skyline from my stream, but still i love to upload this one..