Saturday geometries

Another scaffolding, this one uninhabited, on Central Park West.

I love the pickup-sticks quality of the beams and their shadows. I don't think I ever paid much attention to scaffolding until I'd been to the Far East a couple of times and seen dozens of men pounding hammers in unison perched on scaffoldings built of lashed together bamboo. It all looked so flimsy it was hard not to cringe against inevitable disaster.

These scaffoldings look much sturdier to me, as long as I don't have to climb them.