Thousands of short, silent, colorless, 16mm films have been shot in Washington Square Park. The majority are projected a few times before disappearing into a box or a landfill.
This is mine, which comically pits two NYC archetypes against each other.
Filmed on 12 February 1997, the day might have been forgotten if not for what happened after returning the camera rig. I sprinted over to Astor Place to catch the tail end of a bizarre press conference—my favorite rock band announcing their new tour inside the KMart lingerie department. Only in New York.
