June Kelly Gallery
Opening: Wednesday, 15 January, 6-8 pm.
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Photography in collections including Museum of Modern Art, New York; Museum of the City of New York; Zimmerli Art Museum, Rutgers, the State University of New Jersey, New Brunswick; Walter Heun Collection (administered by Leica Camera, Inc.); Center for Photography at Woodstock; Keyspan (Brooklyn Union Gas); Marriott Hotels
from "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry," Walt Whitman:
...On the ferry-boats, the hundreds and hundreds
that cross, returning home...
...Others will enter the gates of the ferry, and cross
from shore to shore,
Others will watch the run of the flood-tide,
Others will see the shipping of Manhattan north and
west, and the heights of Brooklyn to the south and east,
Others will see the islands large and small,
Fifty years hence, others will see them as they cross,
the sun half an hour high.
A hundred years hence, or ever so many hundred years
hence, others will see them.
Will enjoy the sunset, the pouring in of the flood-tide,
the falling back to the sea of the ebb-tide.
...I too saw the reflection of the summer sky in the water,
Had my eyes dazzled by the shimmering track of beams,
Looked at the fine centrifugal spokes of light...
Looked on the haze on the hills southward and southwestward,
Looked on the vapor as it flew in fleeces tinged with violet...
...The white wake left by the passage...
...The scallop-edged waves in the twilight, the ladled
cups, the frolicsome crests and glistening,
The stretch afar growing dimmer and dimmer, the
gray walls of the granite store-houses by the docks,
...I love[ the] cit[y]...
...Now I am curious what sight can ever be more stately
and admirable to me than my mast-hemm’d Manhatta,
My river and sun-set, and my scallop-edged waves of flood-tide,
The sea-gulls oscillating their bodies, the hay-boat in
the twilight, and the belated lighter...
...Gorgeous clouds of the sun-set! drench with your
splendor me, or the men and women generations after me;
Cross from shore to shore, countless crowds of passengers!
Stand up, tall masts of Mannahatta! ...stand up, beautiful
hills of Brooklyn!...