On an early morning in January I was following the Hudson River northward on my bike. Its a pretty common ride for me, it’s my go to route when I travel on two wheels. This particular morning was different though. There was an incredible amount of fog that change how everything I was used to looking at. There was a focus on the immediate surrounding environment. Nothing was viewable except what was in front of me. The light found the most dramatic angles. Usually on my bike I’m going with singular purpose. That early morning ride offered up more than just a reason to keep my head down and peddle.
Before moving to New York many years ago I recall someone mentioning that people watching is a great activity. Stand in one spot for even a moment and you'll see an amazing diversity of people.
Ask someone to think about NYC, consciously or not some iconic black and white image is probably not to far from their imagination. My black & white version of the city tends to focus on...
Ask someone to think about NYC, consciously or not some iconic black and white image is probably not to far from their imagination. My black & white version of the city tends to focus on...
Define it as you will, for me discovering something new around the corner on the street was what I started carying a camera. A majority of the images are from NYC when there seemed to be a lot going on...
