Other cities, other fountains: Dublin
(Presented with little commentary, because Dublin has a fair number of fountains for such a small city.)
Above, near Iveagh Gardens. I love birds.
Above, on Lower Abbey Street.
Above, near The Four Courts. Does that building have plants coming out of its chimney?
Across from Trinity College.
Above and below, St. Stephen’s Green. What a regal bird! “The Three Fates” is the official name of the piece below. It was gifted to Ireland from Germany after WWII, in thanks for the assistance they offered refugees.
The two fountains above face each other in Iveagh Gardens.
MoMA
MoMA has a delightful outdoor space, filled with spindly Tim Burton-esque trees, seating and statues. I was surprised that the fountains were wishable; sometimes nicer places don’t have coins in their fountains, and nobody wants to be the first person to throw one in. I wonder if any of the people gathered here were among the lucky so-and-sos who scored tickets to see Kraftwerk perform Trans-Europe Express later this night? JK, none of them look that rich or famous.
Lincoln Center: David Rubenstein Atrium
This fountain is in the atrium near Lincoln Center, where many people with laptops park, and extremely youthful-looking Juilliard students congregate. With my penny, I wished for a delicious sandwich on toasted cranberry-pecan bread, and it came true.
2nd and 95th
In the midst of all the Second Avenue subway construction work, this rather large fountain is secreted away behind scaffolding and other detritus.
Upper East Side apartment building fountains, Part 1
These buildings are perhaps cousins, because their fountains are very similar. Both are on York Ave in the mid-80s. Oddly enough, there was another person photographing the second fountain at the same time as me. Quit copping my steez, bro.
Moving up a bit into the 90s there’s this little guy:
This strangely-cropped photo with the inspirational poster style of light will have to suffice because I couldn’t get a nicer picture. As soon as I was positioned to take a better snap a number of additional fire trucks pulled up, and I got shooed from the area. Even the teenagers that were sitting on the fountain ledge got caught up in the sudden flurry of excitement, which is notable because teenagers don’t seem to get excited about much anymore. Kids these days, grumble, etc.
Other cities, other fountains: Minneapolis
My hometown, Minneapolis, really doesn’t have that many fountains. Oddly enough, I didn’t take a picture of the prettiest, grandest fountain downtown, at Orchestra Hall. Or of Spoonbridge and Cherry at the Sculpture Garden. But my friends and I used to hang out by this particular fountain downtown as soon as we could drive. That cool library in the background wasn’t there yet, but the smaller, lamer library that we did have around there had Laser Floyd and Laser Zeppelin (and even Laser Depeche Mode) on the weekends. I think we got the better deal.
Other cities, other fountains: Budapest
Since most of the city’s fountains have been found, here’s a brief intermission with highlights from other places, until the remaining straggler fountains are turned on.
(I normally don’t like photographing off fountains, but this is what you get when you visit Budapest in the winter.)
(near Deák Ferenc tér)
(in City Park)
(at Szechenyi Baths, with Eastern European eye candy)
Firefighters Memorial, Ritz Plaza
This little rock cries rivulets of water for the fallen whose names are etched into it (@ 48th Street). It’s dressed up to honor September 11 in this shot.
Plaza 400
Dang. This one (at 56th and 1st) looks kind of cool.
