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On Fathers and Fatherhood 2014 by Harold Feinstein

This was one of the first photographs I ever took. I was 15 and still living at home in Brooklyn, though I would shortly move out on my own. I was the youngest of five, born when my mother was 43. My eldest sibling was 20 and the one just above me was already 11.… Continue reading

Memorial Day Memories: My first show, Army Days and Coney Island by Harold Feinstein

Fifty-nine years ago, my first one-man show was about to be taken down. It hung during May 1955 at the Little Gallery of the New York Public Library and came down on Memorial Day of that year. (My very first show was as part of a group show at the Whitney in 1954). I was… Continue reading

Happy Birthday Blue Note Records: 75 Years Young! by Harold Feinstein

It’s the 75th anniversary of Blue Note and celebrations abound. I’ve decided to re-post a blog I wrote almost two years ago sharing my time living in the “Jazz Loft” and designing record jackets for Blue Note. I’ve added a more complete gallery of my own album covers and additional links to let you know… Continue reading

Available Light: Times Square at Night by Harold Feinstein

As a boy growing up in Brooklyn, my first exposure to Times Square was during the day. While Coney Island was my first location of choice, I loved playing hooky from school and heading uptown to Times Square to catch the first run movies complete with live stage show and organ music at intermission and… Continue reading

The empathic eye of Mariette Pathy Allen in her new book TransCuba by Judith Thompson

This post inaugurates a new occasional series we are launching called Spotlight on my students. The inspiration for doing this series came after Harold’s December 2012 book signing at Aperture Gallery. At that event over two-thirds of the people who attended turned out to be his former students and he was inspired to celebrate his… Continue reading

All you need is love: Belated Valentine’s Day to my friends by Harold Feinstein

The last time you heard from me was over a month ago. I was watching the Olympics and musing on Coney Island Muscle Man (a picture of me in my former body perhaps?). And I was getting ready for a Valentine’s Day blog — waxing eloquent on love (as always) and beginning to choose from… Continue reading

Olympics fever: Coney Island style! by Harold Feinstein

I’m sorry to disappoint my readers by saying the I won’t be competing in the Olympics this year. My arthritic hip is acting up on me again and I was disqualified from my usual figure skating performance. However I will be watching. And watching is exactly what I’m good at anyway! At Coney Island, watching… Continue reading

Available light: Many shades of white by Harold Feinstein

It’s mid-winter now and I figure it’s best to consider the season through the eyes of appreciation or risk succumbing to the winter blues (or acting on impulse and flying off to the tropics, which seems like a great, but impossible, alternative!) Looking outside my window, I see a carpet of white and realize that… Continue reading

    On Fathers and Fatherhood 2014 by Harold Feinstein

    This was one of the first photographs I ever took. I was 15 and still living at home in Brooklyn, though I would shortly move out on my own. I was the youngest of five, born when my mother was 43. My eldest sibling was 20 and the one just above me was already 11.… Continue reading

    Memorial Day Memories: My first show, Army Days and Coney Island by Harold Feinstein

    Fifty-nine years ago, my first one-man show was about to be taken down. It hung during May 1955 at the Little Gallery of the New York Public Library and came down on Memorial Day of that year. (My very first show was as part of a group show at the Whitney in 1954). I was… Continue reading

    Happy Birthday Blue Note Records: 75 Years Young! by Harold Feinstein

    It’s the 75th anniversary of Blue Note and celebrations abound. I’ve decided to re-post a blog I wrote almost two years ago sharing my time living in the “Jazz Loft” and designing record jackets for Blue Note. I’ve added a more complete gallery of my own album covers and additional links to let you know… Continue reading

    Available Light: Times Square at Night by Harold Feinstein

    As a boy growing up in Brooklyn, my first exposure to Times Square was during the day. While Coney Island was my first location of choice, I loved playing hooky from school and heading uptown to Times Square to catch the first run movies complete with live stage show and organ music at intermission and… Continue reading

    The empathic eye of Mariette Pathy Allen in her new book TransCuba by Judith Thompson

    This post inaugurates a new occasional series we are launching called Spotlight on my students. The inspiration for doing this series came after Harold’s December 2012 book signing at Aperture Gallery. At that event over two-thirds of the people who attended turned out to be his former students and he was inspired to celebrate his… Continue reading

    All you need is love: Belated Valentine’s Day to my friends by Harold Feinstein

    The last time you heard from me was over a month ago. I was watching the Olympics and musing on Coney Island Muscle Man (a picture of me in my former body perhaps?). And I was getting ready for a Valentine’s Day blog — waxing eloquent on love (as always) and beginning to choose from… Continue reading

    Olympics fever: Coney Island style! by Harold Feinstein

    I’m sorry to disappoint my readers by saying the I won’t be competing in the Olympics this year. My arthritic hip is acting up on me again and I was disqualified from my usual figure skating performance. However I will be watching. And watching is exactly what I’m good at anyway! At Coney Island, watching… Continue reading

    Available light: Many shades of white by Harold Feinstein

    It’s mid-winter now and I figure it’s best to consider the season through the eyes of appreciation or risk succumbing to the winter blues (or acting on impulse and flying off to the tropics, which seems like a great, but impossible, alternative!) Looking outside my window, I see a carpet of white and realize that… Continue reading