captivecanvas:

~Xin Nian Kuai Le! Happy Year of the Dragon!~

andrewcohenphotography:

© Andrew Cohen Photography

恭喜发财！In other words, Happy Chinese New Year.

authenticchinese:

Pu Tao Ya Dan Ta / Portugal Egg Tarts

fivespicealley:

a moment in time: chinatown 1942. taken by charles w. cushman.

thedigitalvisual:

With the demands of the 60 hour work week behind me, I decided to turn my attention to the streets of Chinatown for another solo street photography session. By waking up at 4 am and taking my first photo at 7 am, I made it a point of interest to try and capture the calm of the morning streets before the eventual storm of Canal street patrons would arrive. As a result, I felt more of a connection to the street life around me, allowing me to lose some of the initial anxiety associated with capturing those fleeting moments in time. The morning hours brought a different experience to the practice of street photography and ultimately to the corresponding stories behind each still.

Be sure to check out the entire photo set on Flickr.

Chinatown NYC | Fuji X100-Canon T2i

briennewalsh:

Summertime in Chinatown.

Photograph by Shark Mobczak.

(Lazy Post #2)

(Source: briennewalsh)

nythroughthelens:

Love me - street art writing. Chinatown, New York City.

Little surprises like hot pink incantations nestled in among brightly colored tenements enchant the urban environment with a whimsical quality. These fleeting incantations stand out as thoughts breaking their way through the immense density of structures let loose if only for a brief amount of time.

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What the locals think about Chinatown NYC. 

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accidentalchinesehipsters:

When I moved from Texas to the big scary city I used to lurk around in Chinatown as a form of self soothing. Especially after some intimidating new social experience or challenging living-life adjustment (see: Where the hell do you buy linens? Also, How am I going to carry things home? With my arms… all the way?) I would find comfort stepping across invisible boundary lines into a familiar land of open air groceries and fish-selling men less a few teeth yelling stuff at me. Not possessing the ability to speak Chinese much, I couldn’t supply a very logical reason for feeling this way.

After living here for some time I am incrementally more at home in lots of different neighborhoods in the city, but obviously my care for Chinatown has only deepened. And so, when I saw this picture my brain exploded with glee. These two guys are the essence of what is amazing about Columbus Park in New York City’s Chinatown, a place where old people congregate to jam Peking Opera. Jam hard, too. Their music is not for wimps. It is loud, percussive and strange, full of high-pitched wailing and gender swapping, and sometimes you have to take your shirt off to do it. Also, if you are hipster enough, you might want a tallboy to go with it.

Michael Gratz took this last week.