The other day, as I was walking along E. 4th Street in the East Village, I kept seeing the color red everywhere. Today, just to prove to myself I wasn't hallucinating, or projecting Bolshevism upon the entire neighborhood (although that history is there), I went back and took some images of all the red things.
I think more women wear red coats on E. 4th than anywhere else in the city. I have a red coat myself, and I feel out of place in other parts of the city. I also like the RVCs (red velvet cupcakes) at Pinisi's.
To test my theory that E. 4th is more red than parallel streets, I walked back west along E. 6th. I saw some red on E. 6th, but I'd say E. 6th is more of an aqua street.
I don't think this discussion is frivolous, because color casts a powerful emotional feeling while walking down a street. I felt energized and empowered by the red of E. 4th.
Sometime this week I'm going to walk along W. 4th. I have a hunch it's a horse of a different color.
I love the thema *red*. I also wonder what Falcon's story is.ReplyDelete
This post also reminds me of a place in Tokyo where red underpants became a big hit a couple of years ago. Sugamo - Granny's Harajuku (Harajuku is in another part of the town, bubbling with young people). A very lively place, full of elderly women. There is one store (where it all started) full of red underwear. A hoot. It is said that the red pants are good for one's vitality and blood circulation. There are also socks with red chili inside - to keep one's feet warm. Hmm.