#Straphanger

[o-the-mts]

#los angeles #streetcars #public transit #history #straphanger

[nicks-lunchbox-service]

1.25.23 Subway drawing: On the B train to Brooklyn.

#nickslunchboxservice #subway #btrain #subwaypeople #passenger #straphanger #mta #mtanyctransit #subwaysketch #watercolor #drawing #drawingaday #paintingaday

[andredias95]

706. Principle Archive Collection Straphanger Double Decker

706. Principle Archive Collection Straphanger Double Decker

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[timaoutloud]

Vintage Ride #subway #nycsubway #vintageride #vintage #historic #train #straphangers #brooklyn #nyc #vsco #vscocam (at Brighton Beach (BMT Brighton Line)) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClxIQCwrMLT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[hannsimp]

The inaugural new @MTA #OMNYCard is now available in NYC. It was clearly designed by committee and in a subtle yet clever homage, contains a scannable barcode for the number 799,366,900,009. I suspect this to be an average of many credible estimates for the city’s rat population. #799366900009 #MetroCard #OMNY #OMNYCard #straphangers #hannahsimpson #hannahhumor #myoriginaljoke (at Manhattan, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkUcriPNImz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[mtaartsdesign]

Maya Edelman’s digital animation “Dream City” (2022) at Fulton Center celebrates the resilience and around-the-clock possibility of New York City, created following the return of 24-hour subway service after the height of the Covid-19 pandemic. Featuring jubilant characters depicted as straphangers riding through a fantastical city of the future, “Dream City” reminds us of the joy we can find along our commuting journeys. Edelman, who grew up in New York, found inspiration in recalling her childhood travels on subways throughout the city. The artwork features hand-rendered illustrations that were then animated to mirror the subtle shifts of light and color we find throughout the day and night from the windows of a subway car.

Congratulations are due to Edelman, recipient of the 2024 Outstanding Individual Achievement in Animation Emmy Award for her work on color design for the short animated documentary “More Than I Want to Remember.”

#mtaarts #publicart #digital art

[dispatchesfromtheclasswar]

#class war #public transit #class warfare #kansas city #classism #free public transit

[vignellicenter]

Happy 50th to the Vignelli NYC Subway map! The map was released 50 years and one day ago on August 4, 1972. Although it was only used by the NYCTA for a few years, it has become an iconic design. When it was replaced in 1978, the Cooper Union held a heated debate over the Vignelli map and its replacement. Sadly, the process work for designing this map is not in the archives, but we do have some rough sketches for layouts for the Design: Vignelli book by Vignelli and Michael Bierut. We also have Stan Ries’ photographs from the heated debate. Scroll through to see more artifacts from the archives to celebrate a half century since this map was released! Industrial Design Magazine [October 1972] published a glowing review of the then brand-new map titled “Straphanger’s guide: The New York City subway map is the light at the end of the tunnel” “Almost any revision of the New York City Transit Authority’s subway map would be clearly an improvement. However, the 1972 goes far beyond mere revision. The new map is not only well organized and color-coded, it has better typography–it is, in a word, readable.” “Designed by Unimark International¬–Massimo Vignelli was in charge of the project and worked with Joan Charysyn and Norbert Oehler–in cooperation and conjunction with Leonard Ingalls, Director of Public Information & Community Relations for the T.A. The map is offset printed n three sizes–for stations, trains, and pocket sized–by Diamond International Corporation.” –B.A.G.” Want more? Listen to Peter B. Lloyd tell the story of the subway map on our YouTube page: https://youtu.be/NAMq1MgA-i4 Listen to the Cooper Union recording of the debate which was recently digitized: https://greathallvoices.cooper.edu/Detail/programs/1086 Read “Vignelli Transit Maps” By Mark Overdon and Peter B. Lloyd https://www.rit.edu/press/vignelli-transit-maps Read “The New York Subway Map Debate” edited by Gary Hustwit, photos by Stan Ries, and forward by Paula Sher https://www.ohyouprettythings.com/new-products/subwaydebate

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[blakegopnik]

THE FRIDAY PIC is a 1977 shot (two, actually) by Alen MacWeeney, from the exhibition of his subway photos now at the New York Public Library. I published a few words about his show in today's New York Times (text is below), but there was one detail, or question, I didn't have room to discuss: Is the figure at right, in the white coat and hat, possibly cross-dressed or transgendered? If so, there's a fascinating parallel between the collision of two codes implied in that figure and the collision of two images that is at stake in all the subway works by MacWeeney, which, as I explained in the Times, are in fact secret diptychs.

Here's my Times review:

Has there been another exhibition whose venue so perfectly suits its art? In one of the slender halls on the third floor of the New York Public Library’s Fifth Avenue headquarters, a civic landmark, hang photos shot in the slender cars of the New York subway, another symbol of the city. Walk down the hall at N.Y.P.L., and you might be on a platform looking into a stopped train: In one car, a weary-looking straphanger scowls while a rider in a head scarf and coat looks beatific; in another, a young woman ogles a dandy.

The Irish photographer Alen MacWeeney, 84, took these 44 photos in 1977 after arriving in Manhattan to work for Richard Avedon. They nod to the subway shots of Walker Evans from four decades earlier, with one major difference: In most of them, MacWeeney cleverly enlarges two subway shots onto one sheet of photo paper; with no seam between them, they register as a continuous scene. That gives each print a subtle surrealism, as we absorb the breach in space and time across its two photos without recognizing that they began life separately: A woman rests her eyes in a car that, thanks to MacWeeney, appears to have expanded into a maze of graffitied walls; another car seems to show its inside and outside at once, like a Möbius strip.

“The chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table” — that phrase by Isidore Lucien Ducasse is supposed to capture surrealism’s signature weirdness. But what about the encounter of an umbrella with another moment in its own existence? That’s the more peculiar strangeness we find in MacWeeney’s subway.

[nicks-lunchbox-service]

1.19.22 Daily drawing: When you run into someone you know on the subway and you’re going to the same place…say hi and sketch them. Hello Golnaz!

Also I heard that this type of train car with the seats that extend out sideways, are to be retired soon. I’ll miss them!

#nickslunchboxservice #subwaysketch #subway #btrain #watercolor #watercolorpainting #golnaz #people #portrait #straphanger #subwayrider #mta #nyc #brooklyn #drawing #drawingaday #paintingaday

[andredias95]

672. Principle Archive Collection Straphanger Limited Edition

672. Principle Archive Collection Straphanger Limited Edition

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[we-gou]

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓. inumaki toge

> summary. riding the train home after school is so comforting to you, especially when you have company.

> genre. fluff, high school au, gn!reader

> warnings. none

You were unsure of why and what it was that made every train ride home so enjoyable. Every afternoon after school was over, you would return to the same train station like any other day, catching the train back home.

You would hold onto the straphanger, fingers curled tightly around the plastic band. Or sometime you would sit down by the row of seats on one side of the train, silently admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window panes. Most of the time, you would be leaning by the rails and staring at your phone screen like everyone else.

You didn't mind how crowded and claustrophobic it was, how the air was quite heated even if the air conditioner was blowing cold air into each section. Sweaty bodies and sweaty palms gripping onto the rails and each other.

And ocasionally, you would see him riding the same train as you. Well, by ocasionally, you meant everyday. But he would be in a different section, or lost between a sea of people. It wasn't hard to spot him, you could see him from miles away. The familiar shade of platinum blonde that was impossible to miss, the scarf and uniform combo that was way too recognizable. The only person you know who wear a scarf that cover half of his face.

Maybe he was the reason why every train you took was so great, he was calm and collected, his presence comforted you. You would steal glimpses of him from the other side, his figure quietly sitting there and simply doing nothing. Embarrassed, the rare instances of his deep violet eyes staring back at you.

Whenever there was a lot of people, he would just sit down beside you on the only vacant seat of the whole row. During late hours, catching the train home at dusk, he would be tired and sleepy. Gently falling asleep on your shoulder, you always were the one to wake him up at his station.

If you two were standing, the train turning direction would cause you to lean forward against Toge, almost came tumbling down together.

You never thought the train would be where you executed your confession. Thankful of the cramped situation you were stuck in. With you unnoticed, you slipped a letter full of your feelings inside his bag as you stood behind him.

Then on some days, he wouldn't be there entirely. You didn't see him at school, didn't see him at the station, and definitely didn't see him on the same train as you. It was like he vanished into the unknown, out of the blue, no where to be found.

Like usual, after school was over, you would walk alone on the overfamiliar busy street to the train station. Passing by the convenience store, from a close distance, you saw Toge walking out of the doors with a plastic bag.

You met his gaze, seeing his eyes slightly squinted and arched upward. He was smiling at you, though you couldn't see it behind the scarf around his neck. He turned his heels, before he could walk away and disappear again, you held him back.

"Have you read my letter?!" You popped the question. Could it be that you scared him away with your feelings? Could that be why he was absent from school? Because he didn't want to see your face?

Toge nodded. "So...what's your answer?" You asked, your weak little heart already pounding against your ribcage, which the beating rang to your ears.

He walked toward you, giving you the letter back. And he was gone by the second, his silhouette fading with the sun. Your hands fumbling and shaking to open the envelope, pulling out the piece of folded paper. All you saw was the long writing of yours, and a drawing of a tuna fish next to a heart. What cryptic message was this?! What did he meant to tell you?

You couldn't find him at the train station, sure that he must have been on the same train to his stop. But where was he? Might there was a change in his routine, he turned the corner or got on a different train. You decided to just leave everything there for now, there were people waiting for your return at home, you wouldn't want your dinner to go cold as well.

You sent Megumi the picture of your letter with his answer, the only person you know that could understand his unique way of speech. Aching for a response, then a notification popped across your home screen.

Megumi | He said he likes you too.

You exploded, into a huge emotional mess. Crying, screaming, rolling on the floor. Well, in happiness. Tears, but they were tears of pure joy. Your voice blasted across the phone lines as you expressed you emotions, Megumi telling you to keep it down every break you took mid-talk.

You started another school day, but waking up and knowing you would meet him after everything that went down, truly got you anxious. However, your schedule didn't quite let your love act on itself. You barely saw him walking the hallway, or enjoying lunch with his friends in the courtyard.

Bummed, of course, you walked to the train station with a sour mood. Just before you reached the stairs, someone tugged on your shirt and pulled you back. Confused and honestly annoyed, today wasn't really a good day for you. Your body softened up when you met his eyes, the pair of purple hue that charmed you.

"It's you! Um...hi." Awkward as ever, you began.

He didn't say a word, not that you could understand if he did anyway. Toge pointed to you, to him, then to the train.

"You...want us to ride the train together?" You asked, putting one and one with each other. He nodded, walking up each step of the stairs. The first time being able to understand what he said, even though it was plain obvious, it was comforting nonetheless.

As soon as you got on the train, all the weight on your shoulders was lifted. You felt absolute relaxation being on the train, specially when you were there with him. You both sat down by the row of half vacant seats, the view was where the sun was settling down.

It wasn't quiet, yet weirdly peaceful. The sound of conversations being held, the wheels rolling on the railway, his gentle breath hitting his scarf. His stop wouldn't be a long wait, only two station away from school. At least you would get to enjoy this precious moment, even if a time like this was limited.

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[newyorkthegoldenage]

John Dos Passos, Manhattan Transfer, 1925.

Following the success of his second novel, “Three Soldiers” (1921), a hard-bitten work of realism partly inspired by his experiences as an ambulance driver in World War I, John Dos Passos seemingly became disenchanted with the constraints of traditional narrative. Any book aiming to portray the teeming masses of New York City in all their muck and glory needed, he must have reasoned, to boldly break with tried-and-true storytelling. As such, his fourth novel forgoes conventional plot structure, pacing and characterization, instead dipping in and out of the lives of dozens of the city’s locals: immigrants, day laborers, newly minted millionaires; a killer, a dishwasher, an actress. Their lives are entwined with the fortunes and pitfalls of the metropolis and—given bits and pieces of their encounters—readers play the role of straphangers, overhearing other people’s intimacies as they course through the city. Tracking how much the city changed from the end of the Gilded Age to the Roaring Twenties, Dos Passos reveals the grubby underside of industrialization. One moment a seamstress daydreams, the next the tulle she’s sewing catches fire, and her with it. “Manhattan Transfer” paved the way for scores of other gritty New York novels, but its blend of the poetic and the profane, not all of which has aged well, remains a product of its time. —Miguel Morales, NY Times

Picture: Original dust jacket, Wikimedia. Artist unknown.

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[aeide-thea]

i don't really love cohabitating with spiders, so when i encounter one in the house i do typically relocate it (cup, cardboard) to Out, but—i did share the shower with one earlier, bc i didn't notice it until after i'd gotten in and it was up in the corner by the ceiling politely minding its own business like any other straphanger, and like. there is something charming abt the way they like. rub their little legs together. intent on their mysterious tasks. determined tiny craftsperson (crafts-spider?) at work. like when toddlers are Very Seriously stacking their blocks

#like i'm NOT really a lover of Bugs With Legs but like. (mary douglas purity and danger voice) they're okay when they're where they belong #namely: outside; far enough from me i'm not worried we'll touch #and like. if those criteria are met‚ or at the very least the second one is‚ i can talk myself into a healthy if nervous respect #anyway. diptych with that one post i made ages ago abt a fly on my lamp that was washing its face like a tiny horrible cat #spiders cw #insects cw #journaling #domesticities