A night so full of life, dancing, love and music I could swear the gorgeous old wooden floors of Gramercy Park’s Players Club were going to crumble under the vibrations from jazz tidal-waves coming through the halls and echoing off the historic molding. The stomping of feet was so completely committed it was as if they would die if they stopped moving. Being a photographer gives you the certain advantage of being a true observer of life. I’ve been to so many wonderful parties around the world, but this night I saw something different. I saw people in love, I witnessed couples so lost in their own world, so wrapped up in each other’s embrace, it is as if nothing else existed – not the room, not the day before, not my camera and not tomorrow. So here is to 2014, here is to love, and to a group of people in New York keeping the old standards swinging into a new age…
Must you sing of days gone by
Must you always sigh
Tell me why your song is sad, never glad
Blue River, Blue River
Do you hold the memory Of a vanished dream
Words he sang while they danced away.
Tucked away on an island off the southern tip of Manhattan is a bygone world brought back to life in the most roaring fashion with finger waves and pie contests, afternoon cocktails amidst the charleston, Model T’s and parasols under the enchanting tunes of Michael Arenella and his Dreamland Orchestra…This is the Governors Island Jazz Age Lawn Fest
Missed this past weekend? Don’t fret my pet- we can all kick up our heels again August 20 & 21!
Tubas & Trumpets
Hasselblad 500c / Tri-x 400
On a rainy night in Manhattan, a group of friends met at a speakeasy on a crooked street tucked away in Chinatown. The romance of Apotheke is as strong as the drinks…
All images taken with my Leica & Kodak Vivid Color 400 film
Last night’s magic~ Old fashioned spirits, dancing and swinging sounds of Jazz echoing down 5th ave by Carte Blanche reminiscent of days gone by.
Wednesday nights the Museum of the City of New York’s Terrace over looking Central Park turns Speakesy and remember, tell them Jerry sent you…