On our Highline walk we'd noticed an interesting structure out in the river, clearly human-made, but also clearly a park, and a very popular one. A few days later we were to visit the Whitney museum and so resolved to see the Little Island park on the way. We had no clue of the adult content at the end of our walk...but now you do...and you have been warned.
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Little Island, or, as I prefer, Ile Flottante, which is probably inappropriate
on every level, but, hey, it sounds better; also summons sweet memories |
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| Not always on this site along the Hudson |
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As later pix will show, the whole "island" was beautifully-
landscaped; here, some false autumn crocus (croci?) are
coming up and out |
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| View south, financial district |
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| Roots of the island |
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| View north |
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| East |
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| Our eventual goal, the Whitney |
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| New Jersey sculpture |
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| Late September color |
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| The River |
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| More sculpture |
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We thought giving this a twirl might cure my Mal
de Debarquement Syndrome...maybe we twirled it the
wrong way |
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| Headed back to terra firma |
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Historic piers along here...the Lusitania embarked from the pier on
this site, to be torpedoed by a U-boat off the Irish coast in 1917; the
loss of American life led to the United States' entry into WWI |
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The Titanic would have docked here...instead, the Carpathia did,
with the survivors... |
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| Helpful map of the Hudson docks and piers |
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So there we were, crossing 10th Ave., minding our own business,
headed for the Whitney, when there appeared this colorful couple,
crossing toward us, accompanied by photographers... |
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| Clad only in their super-heroic paint jobs |
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But fully documented, including by me; we regarded this
incident merely as a segue to the Whitney museum of
contemporary American art... |
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