Last week, while browsing some old digital photos I took back in 2006, I came across a shot of a relic sign I'd completely forgotten ...

I know what what's on your mind, Tess McGill.  It's been a tough day.  Trouble at the office, and you just found out your boyfriend...

After nearly a year of dropping semi-subtle plugs for what I've come to call the "neon book", I'm happy to finally be ab...

A brief tribute this week to a sign I never saw:  the Terminal Bar, across Ninth Avenue from the Port Authority Bus Terminal, was not t...

This is the first in a series of stories I intend to post under the title “Hotel Neon.”  These posts will explore the unique resonan...

One of the most recognizable signs in New York is the work of a particularly obscure sign company.  The modest neon sign of the White Horse...

Last week came truly depressing news (by way of Project Neon and Brownstoner ) on the disappearance of Maiman's Pharmacy and its spl...