The other day, while searching on Google for “Coco Goya Head Images” (more on that later), I unexpectedly came across this picture. I immediately recognized the spot — it’s in Forest Hills, a few blocks from where I grew up.
Since I have no idea about fashion, I have no idea when the picture was taken, though the ‘dot.com’ at the bottom means it wasn’t twenty years ago. As much as it says about my lack of sartorial smarts, it says something too, about the Gardens. It is almost completely unchanged from when I lived there.There are precious few places in New York City you can say that about. (Brooklyn Heights is one of the others — I guess I like stuff like that.)
Back in June, in an article in the Real Estate section of the Times about the Gardens, a resident said,
“If you took the cars off the street, you couldn’t tell what year it was.”
Today I biked out to to see my bro, and I tried the same shot — differences in lens and seasons notwithstanding). The real street names are Summer Street and Seasongood Road. They must have Photoshopped the signs (and there are more people than you would ever see in real-life).