Daily photographs by HANS VON RITTERN, with humorous, artistic and social commentary on life in the big city.

Archive for January, 2014

HAPPY 93rd BIRTHDAY CAROL CHANNING ♥ !

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROL CHANNING!

TO THE GRANDE DAME OF BROADWAY – HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROL CHANNING  !


Postcard stories from New York: HOTEL NEW YORKER 1943

Hotel New Yorker 1943

Hotel New Yorker 1943

Today launches a new series called “Postcard Stories from New York”. Each week I will feature a vintage postcard sent to a loved one from the Big Apple New York City. Let’s see what thread they will weave over time. Here is the premier card:

Postcard of the Week – HOTEL NEW YORKER 1943
Description:  Hotel New Yorker, 34th Street at 8th Avenue. Private tunnel to Pennsylvania Station. 2,500 rooms, each with a radio, both tub
and shower, servidor and circulating ice water. Four popular priced restaurants.
Dancing nightly in the Terrace Restaurant. Rates from $3.85 a day.
To: Miss Marion J. Peters
1708 N. Harvard St.
Arlington, VA

Photo of the day: THE GRID

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Photo of the day: GRID – The grid: grid pattern, architectural grid, electric grid, football grid, Manhattan grid, gridiron, pancake griddle, grid system, power grid, racing grid, geographic grid, subway grid, geogrid technology, on and off the grid, computer grid, nighttime grid  and Mondrian’s grid. Which grid is this?

Photo of the day: THE OUTSIDER

THE OUTSIDER

Photo of the day: THE OUTSIDER – Sometimes waiting for a kiss seems like forever.

Photo of the day: A STUDY IN PINK

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Photo of the day: A STUDY IN PINK – Some people take their investments very seriously. Some people take their health very seriously. Some take their religion very seriously. Some – take their strawberry smoothies very seriously.

Seen at: The Good Stuff Diner 109 W 14th St, New York, NY 10011 b/t 7th Ave & Avenue Of The Americas in West Village

http://www.goodstuffdiner.com/


Photo of the day: 1973’s poem “THE SEA”

"The Sea", 1973

“The Sea”, 1973

Photo of the day: THE SEA – Part of Mondays on Memory Lane, a few weeks ago I found my junior high school poetry project from 1973 (see last Monday’s post for the story) called “Reflections on My World”. There are twelve poems, here is the second “The Sea”.
THE SEA
Oh great and almighty sea!
How I wonder what lies down
beneath your dark and murky depths.
You hold the secrets of the earth –
the creator of life.
Majestic in your vast greatness –
beautiful in your shallows –
lighting up the hearts of many.
Bearing the wonders of the sea
exotic fish of all colors
there for me to see,
your endless waves rolling into our minds.
Oh God! How I hope we will never
destroy you!

Photo of the day: CROSSED PATHS

Calvary Cemetery, Queens Blvd., New York

Calvary Cemetery, Queens Blvd., New York

Photo of the day: CROSSED PATHS

If someone comes into your life and becomes a part of you,
but for some reason couldn’t stay,
don’t cry too much,
just be glad that your paths crossed
and somehow they made you feel happy even for just a while.

Photo of the day: CAROL CHANNING CELEBRATES “HELLO DOLLY’s” 50th ANNIVERSARY !

CAROL CHANNING !©

Photo of the day: HELLO DOLLY!!! – There are certain voices that when you hear the first note you know it’s them. At the top of the list is Carol Channing. Yes, there’s Cher, Bette Davis, Hepburn, but Carol’s voice and accent is absolutely irreplaceable. Who else can go from a squeaky inquisitive voiced googely eyed girl to a jazzy baritone in a split second. No one, period – Carol Channing can.

Monday night, January 20th, that unmistakable charming infectious voice filled the Town Hall on Broadway in a dual celebration of the 50th anniversary of opening night of the classic musical “Hello Dolly” – the role she originated and played uncomplainingly over 5,000 (yes…5,000)  times AND her upcoming 93rd birthday on January 31st.

Hosted by performance artist Justin Vivian Bond, it was a love fest that likely will not be equaled for a very long time. To have been there was a privilege that will not ever be forgotten. The star studded audience included Folies Bergère/musical “Nine” star Liliane Montevechi looking absolutely stunning in her bright red fur coat, Carol’s dear friend and champion Richard Skipper, Sandra Bernhard, John Cameron Mitchell, Alan Cumming, Jackie Hoffman, divine John Lypsinka Epperson and Lady Bunny, Michael Musto (of course) as well as countess LuAnn de Lesseps and none other than Sir Ian McKellen.

Liliane Montevechi

Liliane Montevechi

Her entrance on stage in her crisp white pantsuit resulted into thunderous applause that would not end, no matter how they tried to start the show the audience persisted with their enthusiastic welcome. Upon first sitting down in her chair she was concerned that there was a microphone on a stand next to her and tried to grab it, it wouldn’t release. Justin explained it was ‘a back up mic.‘ “Oh! A bAAAAAAAAAAckuuuup mic!“ she exclaimed setting of a gleeful roar in the audience. No one can say “back up mic” and be heard all the way in San Francisco! San Fran is also, btw, where she wants to be buried, between the Curran theater and the Geary, she has already gone and measured and it seems there is just enough room in the narrow alley between the two theaters. “There are fire escapes there – but they’ll have to get rid of those.“ Another roar. She’s as sharp as tack, when she can’t recollect a name or story she will digress into another story with glee. She has no filter, she just blurts out her truth. When Justin intimated she performed 5,000 times in Dolly for the love of it, she interrupted him, looked down and said “noooooo, I wanted the money too.” Hysterical laughter and applause.

Sandra Bernhard with her idol

Sandra Bernhard with her idol

In one not  technically well functioning segment with taped video questions for her, Carol didn’t catch on there was a giant video screen behind her and was startled by the booming voice overhead. As Justin explained it was a video she  said with great relief, “Oh, I thought it was God” (perhaps eluding to her age). Each time a video segment came on, Carol just flung herself sideways in her arm chair, legs over the side and sat there like a little schoolgirl of seven years old.

Carol Channing sideways

Carol Channing sideways

She told of Sophie Tucker teaching her songs and sang ala Soph, excusing herself saying “I can sound nicer, but that’s just not how Sophie sounded!” In baritone voice she sang an ethnic milkman’s song as well. When asked about her pairing with Mary Martin in the ill fated show “Legends” she just drawled “it was a terrible show!”, thought a moment and added, “that was a bitch remark.” More gleeful roars. If any fan or Justin brought up highlights of her long career, she would always (feign) be astonished “”you remmmmmmberrrr…..were you there?!” One of the most touching answers she gave when asked what she would want for her 93rd birthday, she quickly answered “David Merrick.” Nothing more needed to be said.

When it was time to bring the program to an end, Carol recited her closing speech from “Hello Dolly”, in which she asks the spirit of her beloved late husband, Ephraim Levi, to “Let me go!” so that she might fully rejoin the living and marry again, there was not a dry eye in the house.  As a ‘thank you’, the audience spontaneously broke out into “Hello Dolly” led by a high school group in the balcony. The (mostly gay/theatrical) crowd sang the song to Broadway production perfection! The magic of the moment was, when the part came for Carol to sing “wow, wow, fellas, look at the old girl now!“ the audience instinctively lowered their voice in wait for her refrain – it was absolute theater magic that no flash mob could ever replicate. When ever are you going to get another chance to stand in a theater and serenade Carol Channing with “Hello Dolly“?! I’ve not seen so many beaming faces with joyful tears in an audience since I can remember. She was deeply moved, and in one very rare split second she let her guard down and looked as if she would break down and cry, she quickly caught herself and the beaming Hirschfeld Carol returned to take it all in, her eyes even bigger than usual, if that is at all possible. (Carol also has the distinction of having been drawn more times by Al Hirschfeld than any other personality ever.)

Host Justin Vivian Bond and Carol feel the love

Host Justin Vivian Bond and Carol feel the love

As she was led off the stage, the audience was not ready to let go of her, and quickly broke into a strong “Happy Birthday” song. She turned around and the look on her face as she took it all in, is one of the most priceless gifts she has ever given to me or an audience, it is a magic moment that flares for those brief seconds in a theater, you and the artist sharing this heartfelt strong love and you are the richest person on earth for having caught it. We are all richer for having Carol Channing in this world. Raspberries !!!


Photo of the day: THE GREAT WHITE WAY in JANUARY 2014 BLIZZARD

WHITE WAY

Photo of the day: THE GREAT WHITE WAY – Cliché title yes I know, but hey, if the title fits…lol! I bared the 17°F (-8.33C) temperatures and below zero wind chills to get a rare whitewashed view of the ‘great white way’.

Without the crazy array of people to create it’s atmosphere, Times Square’s huge lit signs became the main attraction. You sadly come to realize none of the signs advertise shows anymore, but only bras, jeans and eye makeup. Times Square is/was named “the great white way” because of the glow of all the lights from the theater marquis, now mostly all gone replaced by Sephora and Forever 21.

It was so bitter cold and wet, no one had any interest to stop and photograph the dimmed lights. I saw only a few tourists who were determined enough to take a few gratuitous pictures before their cameras froze and they hurriedly left to escape the brutal biting winds. We received up to a foot of snow for the day. In the great tradition of “the show must go on“, the Broadway shows were not canceled for Tuesday night’s performances, I am sure some great seats were to have been had. All in all, the huge lighted billboards begging you to come hither and stare were no match for the fury of Mother Nature Tuesday afternoon. Mother always wins you know…


Photo of the day: 1973 REFLECTIONS ON MY WORLD

1973 "Reflections on my World"

1973 “Reflections on my World”

Photo of the day:  1973 REFLECTIONS ON MY WORLD – Returning back to Mondays on Memory Lane, I just found my junior high school ‘audio visual’ English project from 1973.

It was a collage of photos and poems accompanied by a typed booklet version as well. It was my first attempt at seriously writing and expressing myself at age seventeen. There are twelve poems: Sunsets, The Sea, Sun Rise, Animals, Love, Colors, Beaches, The Desert, Flowers, Horizons, The Moon and Children. I had always been a voracious hunter of magazines in our apartment building’s incinerator (aka garbage) room and would spend hours looking through magazines like Look, Life, Time, Good Housekeeping, Ladies Home Journal, National Geographic, the gossips mags, Newsweek, anything with pictures. So therefore, I think the twelve poems were decided upon by the photos I had clipped from the magazines. (Somewhere in my warehouse space there is still a treasure trove of boxes filled with magazine clippings.)

I received an A+ on the project from English teacher Mr. Palzer.  My audacity was, I had pasted a note on the back with an explanation of the project, as well as me having the balls to proclaim I deserved ‘at least’ an A if not an A+. In Mr. Palzer’s critique I was complimented on my self expression and insight. I had two grades, the first one was heavily crossed out by Mr. Palzer and next to it was the A+. With no other grade higher than an A+, I guess he at first wasn’t going to give in on my high opinion of my work – but then on second thought…he gave in J . Here after forty-one years, is the first of my twelve poems “Sunsets”.

SUNSETS

The end of the day draws near,

remember how we laughed the day away,

our hearts filled with joy –

the sun lit up within us.

The sun shone so brightly through the trees,

swaying in the breeze,

clouds sailing by,

birds floating in the air.

The sun now sets and the time has come to end this harmony,

as it slowly sets shining onto the peaceful sea,

glistening it’s last sparkle of light into our eyes.

The sun now says farewell with it’s soft rays,

spreading peacefully over the island,

ending the excitement of sunlit flowers as it sets.

It’s bright red fire slowly fading away

into pale violets and yellows,

giving way

to the secrets

of

night.

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