I am increasingly amazed at how much more I see with a camera in hand. Case in point: I have lived in the same building on Manhattan’s upper west side for almost 40 years and never noticed the plaster people just a few doors east of me.
I wouldn’t like to think how many thousands of times I passed them by with nary a glance. They deserve better treatment and so do the craftsmen who brought humor and mock seriousness to my block.
Who are these people anyway?