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A Photographer’s Rights

29 Jan

Here’s a sign that I really HATE to see:

“No Smoking.”

I get that.

Cancer, second-hand smoke, etc. Okay – I get that.

“No Photography.”

Not so much…

“No Flash During Performance” – yes, I get that. “No Disruptions During Performance” – check.

But, this sign makes it look that that’s a “Bad Camera“. Sigh.

Here’s another sign that I despise:

“No Photos Of Photos.”

What the heck?!

Post this sign – and then you just try to stop me!

I’ll take the photo – if you ask me I’ll answer:

“I’m taking a picture of your stupid sign – not your precious photos.”

Oh, I’m on a roll.

The other day I was walking past a fabric store, and I had to stop and gaze admiringly at this bolt of fabric which was in the window:

I mean, it’s so GREAT on so many levels!

It’s dangerously cheesy.

How would you utilize this fabric? Would you make curtains? Sheets? A table cloth? A shirt?

I HAD to take a photo of this great fabric!

I pulled out my trusty camera and snapped a quick shot. Then, through the window I saw the shop owner coming towards me through the door.

As he opened the door and came towards me telling me “No Photos!” I turned my back and kept on walking.

One day I’ll get into an altercation, if I don’t watch myself.

I used to be sweet.

Not so much, anymore.

Here’s an interesting, informative article about Photographers’ Rights. From USA Today, in part it reads:

Last week I received a note from a reader:

“Today I was stopped by a security guard with the North County Transit District in Solana Beach, California, and prevented from taking photos of a great new train station they have,” he wrote. “The guard said they don’t allow it since 9/11.”

Note to security guard: Just because you or your boss “don’t allow” something doesn’t mean it’s not legal. I can post a sign on my lawn, “Hopping on one foot in front of this house is prohibited,” but I’ll have a tough time enforcing it.

The law in the United States of America is pretty simple. You are allowed to photograph anything with the following exceptions:

• Certain military installations or operations.

• People who have a reasonable expectation of privacy. That is, people who are some place that’s not easily visible to the general public, e.g., if you shoot through someone’s window with a telephoto lens.

That’s it.

There are a few more restrictions on publishing photos or video, though.

You can’t show private facts — things a reasonable person wouldn’t want made public — unless those facts were revealed publicly. So no long-lens shots of your neighbors’ odd habits.

You also can’t show someone in a negative false light by, for example, using Photoshop tricks or a nasty, untrue caption.

And you can’t put someone else’s likeness to commercial use without their permission. This is usually mentioned in terms of celebrities, but it applies to making money from anyone’s likeness.”


What is in your window is apt to be photographed when an admiring photographer is outside on the sidewalk.

And that’s legal.

If you don’t want your fabulous fabric to be photographed, then don’t display it in your window.

Photographers – go to this site and read about your rights here in the United States. The author suggests that you download the PDF – print it out and keep it with you. The author is an attorney; here is the “about him” from his site:

Bert Krages is an attorney who concentrates on intellectual property and environmental law. He is recognized nationally as an advocate of the right to take photographs in public places, having appeared in media such as National Public Radio’s Morning Edition, Popular Photography, Shutterbug, and Wired.”

The beginning of the article says: “The general rule in the United States is that anyone may take photographs of whatever they want when they are in a public place… Examples of places that are traditionally considered public are streets, sidewalks, and public parks.”

Okay. I feel better now.

: )




Vintage Subway Signs – See More At The NYC Transit Museum

20 Dec

I recently blogged about attending the Swingin’ Vintage Tea Party on a vintage NYC subway train.

The ads and posters within the cars fascinated me.

Here’s a photo that was in my car, of the trains as originally in use:

And here are some of the original ads that are displayed in the cars:

These depict the iconic Rude Subway Rider:

And, this one is particularly interesting – I can’t see a current ad being this graphic:

A child in a pool of blood after being hit by a car while running family errands – yikes!

I wish I could have photographed more ads – but the cars were so crowded it was difficult moving around.

But there’s always the NYC Transit Museum in downtown Brooklyn!

Hours Tuesday – Friday 10 a.m. to 4 p.m.
Saturday and Sunday 11 a.m. to 5 p.m.
Closed Mondays and major holidays
Phone (718) 694-1600
Admission Adults $7
Children 2 – 17 years of age $5
Senior Citizens (62+) $5
Seniors Free Wednesdays
Museum members: Free

130 Livingston Street, 10th Floor, Brooklyn, NY 11201

Subway: 2 3 4 5 to Borough Hall,

R to Court Street,

A C G to Hoyt-Schermerhorn Street,

A C F R to Jay Street/MetroTech.

*Weekdays rush hours only (check out the MTA website to confirm service status of the lines.)

Bus: B25, B26, B38, B41, B45, B52, B54, B57, B61, B62, B63, B65, B67, B103 all stop within 1 to 2 blocks of the museum.

Car: From Manhattan: take the Brooklyn Bridge, proceed straight on to Adams Street. Adams will become Boerum Place. Go two blocks to Schermerhorn Street. For more detailed directions and for directions from other boroughs, Long Island or New Jersey please call 1-718-694-1873.

I have not yet attended the Transit Museum in Brooklyn, but after my fabulous adventure on the vintage cars, I look forward to making the visit soon!



Deli In Delusion (And Some UFOs To Boot!)

23 Mar

The deli next door used to be called “Gold Star Deli”.

No one really paid much attention to the name.

Here it is in a snowstorm, on the far left corner, and you can’t even see it’s name.

But yesterday, as I walked by, I noticed that they were in the process of putting up a new sign.

Looks like it’s new name is “River Side Deli”.

Now, I like living near The Hudson River. It’s 2 Avenues away, and I spend time there on the pier in nice weather.

It’s fun to see the big cruise ships. From our apartment, you can hear them when they blow their loud horns – “All Aboard!” If you crane your neck the right way, and if they are tall enough, you can catch a glimpse of the tippy-top of one from our window.

Because we’re 2 Avenues away.

This picture was taken from the roof of a building that is only 1 Avenue away from the river:

We’re close to where Captain “Sully” Sullenberger landed his plane in the river a couple of years ago. 2 Avenues close.

I love the pier, that is 2 Avenues away, because they cleaned it up a few years ago, and installed this fountain:

The Intrepid is docked there:

I like to go there on a warm, summer evening and read, or listen to music. Once, I saw these UFOs:

Seriously! Click on the picture to enlarge it. See those lights in the sky?

Here’s another:

Those are definitely UFOs!

But anyway, back to that Delusional Deli. Since when is “2 Avenues away” the same as “River Side”?

Can they really claim that?

Is it legal?

Are they going to call our apartment building “River Side Apartments”, and charge us more rent?

Who can I call?

“Mayor Bloomberg, I’d like to register a complaint!”

This guy looks like he can’t believe it, either!

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”  – – Shakespeare

Now, back to those UFOs…




17 Jan

Some of the things that I like best about the great outdoors are man-made things. I love to wander around and take pictures of signs.

Some are graffiti-style pieces of art, others are big-budget ads in interesting surroundings.

Today I present to you a few signs I’ve photographed that are more of a handmade or low-budget style.

As always, click on the picture to see it larger and more clearly, and then your back arrow to return to the blog.


A sign of the recession:

Perhaps a disillusioned or rejected actor?

As American as apple pie:

A panhandler:

And another:

On a construction site in Times Square:

During the Writer’s Strike:

And the other side:

To Moms everywhere, with love:

I don’t EVEN know what this one is about:

Someone letting off some steam:

In our apartment doorway. HELLO! You’re not in Mayberry RFD anymore!

This one’s even better when you know that the area discussed is right next to the ocean… (click to be able to read this one better):

The most dire activity, and the most dreaded threat of all:



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