Just when I've had enough of the bone-chilling wind down Broadway, the incessant crush of strangers, the fact that Coliseum Books is no longer on 57th Street, and start seriously considering a 12' x 12' shack in Montana again ... New York brings me back in. Today's much-debated decision to go to the Borders in the Time Warner building in Columbus Circle during lunchtime (tourists, crowds, mall, Whole Foods shoppers ... shiver) included an unexpected art interlude. Up on the second floor is a nice exhibit of Terry O'Neill's music photography, which I was able to peruse relatively unscathed while the hoards ran into J Crew and Sephora. A jazz musician, himself, O'Neill started his career as a photographer in the early sixties and by the mid-seventies, had a prolific portfolio having appeared in Vogue, Rolling Stone, and similar A-list publications. The collection featured a group of some of his most familiar snaps from from the National Portrait Gallery, including a blow-up of the above pic of Frank Sinatra in Miami during the late sixties. Great stuff. Well-worth wading through the masses to find it.
What business had I going into Borders looking for books when I have no room left even after having bought another shelf? None. Guilty as charged. It's a harder habit to break than quitting smoking ...
More O'Neill pics: Beatles to Bardot_________
Photo: Frank Sinatra, Miami Beach. Photograph by Terry O'Neill, 1968. © Terry O'Neill.
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