Tag: robert beck

Before the pandemic, one of the restaurants in my regular rotation was Cassis, near 70th on Columbus.

"You might think eating a jelly pastry while doing a live oil painting in a cramped Manhattan shoe repair shop is pushing the edges but remember, I’m a pro."

The nightclub, at Jazz At Lincoln Center in the Time Warner Center, is named after Dizzy Gillespie, but it could have referenced Nina, Chet, Billy, or Miles.

It's different at night, and more so when you are twenty stories above the streets, the traffic, and people.

Pappardella, at 75th & Columbus, is one of my favorite places to eat, anywhere.

As evening slides into night, the shapes rise from the street, growing in volume, slow and ponderous within their restraints.

Painter Robert Beck captures one of the iconic retail businesses on the UWS.

It’s Marathon Weekend, with its own brand of New York chaos.

There is a lot you don’t need when you have a tree.

There is a sudden dink of the hit pitch, excited voices, and quick movements on the field. 

I didn’t want to do a painting of the cathedral; I wanted to paint its presence.

I think of Central Park not so much frozen in time as frozen in temperament.

It was his "Anniversary and Valentine's place."

Artist Robert Beck takes time to consider those little birds in the park.