New York break: in search of the black& white and finding color

If I read that a gallery is displaying the works of six “preeminent” photographers and “every piece in the show is a beauty” and “you’d be hard pressed to find so many examples of important photography in one place again,” then, even if the gallery were an obscure, tiny little place, I would look for it.

But obscurity has its shortcomings: it places limits on one’s ability to find things, especially if the New Yorker publishes the incorrect phone number and the incorrect address in its listing.

Fire the magazine fact-checker!

If my morning was spent on chasing down the black&white, my afternoon was all about color. When did TriBeCa lose its "lofty" brown and gray tones? Just a quick look here at today's shades and hues, with one big splash of color at the end, from a street fair: