More rummaging around in the archive of "Off Topic" pictures made on my Giant Drive-in Theater Road Trip in 2012. Look closely enough and you can see the old style hand painted advertising from long ago on the brick wall. Window reflections always fascinate me. I couldn't figure out what the little white plastic chain fence was for.
Several restaurants have come and gone at this location, just south of the center of town on Main Street. Seems as though it should be a good location but maybe not. This is not connected to the pandemic, it's been vacant, this time, since last fall.
These painted rocks are near the sidewalk on Pershing Drive, on the west bank of the Naugatuck River. It's a desolate spot—the other side of the street has empty fields surrounded by cyclone fencing. No one ever seems to walk through here. My first thought was that this might be a school project, something serving as an outdoor activity, maybe in compensation for cancelled or virtual graduation ceremonies. It's that time of year, and the rocks weren't painted the last time I walked through here, not more than a month ago. The last rock seems to have a military theme though, so my first thought might be wrong.
I searched on "Ansonia painted rocks," and got two hits for Facebook pages which returned error messages, likely indicating pages for closed or invitation-only groups. So it's still a mystery.
As always if you click on the pictures you'll get a bigger and better view.
When I saw on a list published online by the Connecticut Democratic Party that this event was scheduled for Saturday at noon I knew I wanted to be there.
As with other BLM gatherings here in rural western Connecticut the participants were mostly not black, because hardly any blacks live here. However, this one had a big extra element. It was that LGBTQ+ partisans, allied with BLM, had organized it, gotten it listed on social media, gotten the Watertown Congregational Church involved. A lot of LGBTQ+ people live here. Like everywhere.
It was well organized by the young people who put it together. It began with a musician playing and singing some songs to get everyone in the mood. The Watertown Green is tiny, but has a gazebo in the center. They'd set up some minimal sound equipment.
Several of the young people who had organized the event spoke, with an interpreter signing with them. Once again I was struck by the fact that this was organized by young folks, though the turnout to participate crossed all age groups.
Connecticut's U.S. Senator Richard Blumenthal showed up, unannounced. The organizers of the event and others around were a little stunned by this. They asked if he would speak to the gathered crowd after the scheduled speakers. Of course, he said he would.
One of the organizers asked for everyone to either lie down or take a knee for 8 minutes and forty three seconds. It's a powerful mechanism. I'm used to dealing with time intervals like this because of my alternate process photographic darkroom work, but as I moved around and tried to respectfully find positions I could make pictures from, I began to feel that this was the longest eight minutes I'd ever experienced. I think that's the point. It works.
Senator Blumenthal took a knee for the whole long moment.
The rainbow imagery combined with the BLM was really strong. For the Senator and the other speakers.
As always, just click on any one of the pictures to get a much larger and clearer view of them if you are using a large screen.