{"id":7235,"date":"2017-07-13T23:11:55","date_gmt":"2017-07-14T03:11:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/?p=7235"},"modified":"2017-07-13T23:17:42","modified_gmt":"2017-07-14T03:17:42","slug":"new-york1977-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/2017\/07\/new-york1977-2\/","title":{"rendered":"New York\/1977"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/2017\/BW083_lg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7236\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW083.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"462\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW083.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW083-624x412.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a>Madison Avenue and 41st Street, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9 Brian Rose<\/p>\n<p>A story I&#8217;ve told many times &#8212; 40 years ago, today, i arrived in New York and found an apartment on East 4th Street between the Bowery and Second Avenue. At 9:34PM the lights went out, and I spent the night in Penn Station unable to get my train back down to Washington, D.C. where I \u00a0was living at the time. It was eerie in the station, but there were cops around, and I was unaware of the riots and fires raging elsewhere. A few days later I was back to this scarred and battered city with my stuff, mostly clothes, a guitar, and photography materials.<\/p>\n<p>I set up a darkroom in the bedroom of my tiny apartment, and that summer began roaming the street with a 35mm Nikkormat, mostly shooting Tri-X film.I didn&#8217;t print much of it, however, because I had already begun working in color, and I soon left black and white photography behind for good. This is the second installment of scans made from that work &#8212; most of it from 1977 and 1978. As I said in an earlier blog post, I do not remember taking any of these pictures. It&#8217;s like discovering an unknown self intently searching for a style, for a formal approach, for a subject, which to a great extent turned out to be New York City.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/2017\/BW102_lg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7237\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW102.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"476\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW102.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW102-624x424.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a>Lexington Avenue Line, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9 Brian Rose<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/2017\/BW055_lg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7238\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW055.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"452\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW055.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW055-624x403.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a>Unknown location, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9\u02d9Brian Rose<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/2017\/BW074_lg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7239\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW074.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"479\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW074.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW074-624x427.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a>East 43rd Street across from the United Nations, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9 Brian Rose<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/journal\/2017\/BW052_lg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-7240\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW052.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"456\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW052.jpg 700w, https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/BW052-624x406.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><br \/>\n<\/a>158th Street, The Bronx, Yankee Stadium, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9 Brian Rose<\/p>\n<p>1977 &#8212; it was the summer of Son of Sam the serial killer, the Bronx was burning, and the Yankees won the World Series. It was my entree to a city that would become central to my life and career. In that first year or two I attended Cooper Union, wrote songs and hung out in clubs with my friends, met my musical comrades in arms, Jack Hardy and Suzanne Vega, and took a lot of photographs. In 1980 I teamed up with Ed Fausty to photograph the Lower East Side in color using a 4&#215;5 view camera. It was an exciting time &#8212; though wistful nostalgia is tempered by the fact &#8212; which I have not forgotten &#8212; that it was also a difficult time, financially and emotionally.<\/p>\n<p>Stay tuned for more pictures.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Madison Avenue and 41st Street, 1977 &#8212; \u00a9 Brian Rose A story I&#8217;ve told many times &#8212; 40 years ago, today, i arrived in New York and found an apartment on East 4th Street between the Bowery and Second Avenue. At 9:34PM the lights went out, and I spent the night in Penn Station unable [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7235","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photogs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7235","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7235"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7235\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7243,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7235\/revisions\/7243"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianrose.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}