Pictured here is a very large "can't miss it" sign the MTA has above the staircase leading to the 8th Avenue bound (crosstown) L train at 1st Avenue on the Lower East Side in Manhattan. It's the only train here, going only in one direction, with only one platform, and this is the only entrance or exit. This train takes you to Union Square, 6th Avenue, and terminates at 8th Avenue, all along 14th Street.

Notice the MTA originally had "only" on that sign, but has recently taped over it. This got me thinking about usability of labels and what they mean to people.

Only: more than one definition?

The word only can be an adverb, conjuction, or adjective. Here's its used as an adjective. The sign appears to be often enough misunderstood by travelers, thus the MTA taped over it. But why?

1. Were enough people confused to think the train only went to 8th Avenue? If so, did they wonder where the local was?

Perhaps people interpreted the sign to mean the only destination was 8th Avenue, not the only direction. As mentioned, the only direction this train - from this platform - is 8th Avenue bound. That's what the on board announcements say, and the signs should match what is said for clarity and consistency.

2. Did people wonder how to get to the L train running in the other direction? Is that what the 8th Avenue only means? That you can't go to Brooklyn from here?

A lot of new New Yorkers don't understand how the MTA lexicon works. The MTA doesn't label things north or south or east or west. They label by the destination (8th Avenue) or direction (Brooklyn-bound). The trains rarely are ever in a due north-south or due east-west direction. I'll hear people say "Is this train going East or West?"

My Design Recommendation

Tell people this platform and train is 8th Avenue bound and 8th Avenue is the destination. The "bound" matches the on-board announcement, too.

Ordering and eating yourself is certainly a rare thing.

Thanks Chris!

It wasn't until last year that I not only had the courage to approach him, but befriend him. He was always quick with a smile and a dose of wit.

Then in a strange twist, I met my significant other, Lindsay Wengler, who was very close to Bob, and I got to know him even better.

Bob passed away last week, victim of a heart attack in his home. I was walking with Lindsay right near Ray's and got the notice on my phone. I had the unfortunate task of informing her a dear friend had passed away. Won't forget that anytime soon.

Everyone is taking it pretty hard. A sudden death always is such a shock to people.

Bob's photography was fantastic. He had a Leica M9 and a really great eye and the ability to "be there." Here is my favorite photograph he made.

I find it peaceful and inspiring.

Rest in peace, Bob Arihood.

Check out the sign on my building...

That's right, it's Vignelli's subway map from 1972. I call it Vignelli's Revenge.