He Says, She Says, Ices

Linus Gelber

It's hot, but not beastly. It's bright, but not battering. It's summer, almost on the calendar and all the way on the streets. And summer requires Italian ices, and vice versa.

It's not my first one of the season, but it is the best first one of the season, if you know what I mean. The Danny's Ices vendor on Chambers Street is tired and game. I sold ices from a cart for part of a summer between spells at college - Larry's Fresh Fruit Ices, those were - and he looks now like I felt then.

This week's Utata Thursday Walk is a long hot start-of-summer outing. I kick it off at the Municipal Building, at the base of the Brooklyn Bridge, and start the first stage walking across Chambers Street, all the way to the Hudson River. From there it's a quick amble down to North Cove, and then I close the photography part of the day at Astor Place in the East Village at the Bubble Battle.

The Thursday Walk is a running project of the Utata photo tribe. It's set up much as it sounds it might be. When Thursday comes, we go for a walk, with the camera, and then see what transpires. It's a terrific way to focus the mind's eye, and since there are no goals, I respond to each one in interesting and unpredictable ways. Or at least so it seems to me.

For the most part, I do my walks on Fridays, when I'm off work. Thursdays, you see, are a state of mind. See the rest of my Thursday Walk images in the Getting the Hang of Thursdays set.

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