Manhattan Island. Needs (needed) lighthouses. This little one is the last remaining guy. He sits nestled almost against the base of the George Washington Bridge and I would have never known he existed except that we took a long bike ride up the Hudson River to him.
Who knew? If you read the classic children's book: The Little Red Lighthouse and the Great Gray Bridge by Hildegarde H. Swift, you knew.
And who knew that the Whitney Museum has commissioned artist Gina Badger to present a sound piece, which is broadcast from the Little Red Lighthouse (91.9FM)...a mélange of oyster sounds, knives shucking the shells, people slurping oysters, shells crunching under feet. Oyster reverberations.
On the way up the bike path, we noticed all these sculptures people had created out of driftwood. It was like a running exhibition.
We stopped to make one too. Xavier's balancing genius.
And I took a cheesy photo of us. The camera is posed on the ledge of the Little Red Lighthouse. In the background, you can see all the way down Manhattan island. Impressive view.
2 comments:
Loved loved loved that book as a kid.
Never heard of the book, but I'm gonna look for it! Love, love, light houses, and water and bridges!
We just drove over that bridge on Memorial Day, but didn't see the light house! Wah!
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