Saturday, August 11, 2012
Bill Cunningham Cycles across Fifth Avenue
We did a little window shopping beforehand, and found ourselves, at 9:00 a.m. this Saturday, walking up Fifth Avenue, passing Tiffany's, Bergdorf bound, LV's polka-dot display in our sites. The street was quiet, the atmosphere gray and humid.
Then, a steady clickety-clack cut through the air, a sound as magical as the tingling and jingling of the bells on Santa Claus's sled. I turned to look and saw Bill Cunningham pedaling his bicycle across Fifth Avenue.
His French worker's coat was the blue of photos, but even bluer than pictures can depict. He looked straight ahead (not at me :-( ) and I did the only thing logical: I tried to get my Mr. C's iPhone out of my bag while starting to chase the other Mr. C on his bike, down 57th, I think.
By the time I sorted out the iPhone camera (it's new to me) I had lost Bill C and one of New York's finest asked me if I needed his help. I explained that a wonderful fashion street photographer had just bicycled across and down the street but I couldn't catch up with him for a photo. The bemused officer turned me over to my daughter's care and went on with his day.
And all the while, Bill Cunningham calmly rode his cycle during the morning mist, appearing and vaporizing like a blue-winged apparation.