Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Observations at Bryant Park




Pigeon

A dirty pigeon walks among the tables and chairs at Bryant Park. It walks aimlessly over pebbles, puddles and mud hunched over pecking at the gravel floor. Every once in a while it straights up and inspects the scene by gyrating its head in every direction but mostly its head is bowed low. A pigeon of different coloring approaches and the first pigeon flies away to another spot in Bryant Park where it continues pecking on this lovely wet and sunny day.


Person 1

He wears a red cap, black t-shirt and pants and a navy vest. He is sitting by himself on one of the many chairs. He is leaning over a table looking and fiddling at his phone. He is short and his face is asymmetrical with dark circles under his eyes. Next to him on another chair is a stuffed black backpack. As the sun comes out from under the clouds he places his left hand over the phone’s screen. His eyebrows furrow and his lips curl upwards. 


 Person 2

He wears a tartan t-shirt, blue jeans and new looking gray tennis shoes with bright orange soles. He wears a worn out cap that once was mauve with a black visor. He holds a golf club in his hands and stands straight with his feet together bending his body slightly down. There are two plastic balls on the ground, one white and one chartreuse. He looks at one of the balls and then at the base of one of the five flags placed around the perimeter. He does this several times, the ball, the flag, the ball, the flag then he pulls the golf club backwards and swings forward hitting the ball with a hollow thud. His eyes follow the ball as it rolls down the green. He takes half-a-step and places himself behind the other ball as he readies to do it all over again.


Person 3

She wears a white and black stripped shirt with bold a plastic red roses necklace. Her hair is short, pixie cut. She wars purple and pink tennis shoes with electric yellow shoe laces. She sits on a bench next to her friend surrounded by shopping bags. As she lies back on the bench her head lands near a guy’s hairy uncover behind. As her friend speaks she picks at her teeth.