A man and his shadow, and the glint of sun and a jaunty hat – walking up the steps to the Metropolitan Museum. I have been asked many times how this shot was done, so here goes: I was sitting on the steps of the Met facing 5th ave, when I noticed the way the […]
When the super big photographs began appearing to cover up new stores while they were being refurbished – I found it fascinating to juxtapose people walking by. This particular ad on Fifth Avenue – had one of the giants looking down, and I waited to try to catch the moment when giant looked at […]
If it bleeds, it leads. Still true, I think. This seems particularly New York. Monday January 16 1995. Cloudy with rain. Yes, it was always a violent world with violent headlines.
This was photographed in early 1990s with film. Autumn leaves and hints of steam on a manhole cover.
When the train arrived, the two people on right helped the woman up, and onto the train. They may have been caring for her, I’m not sure what the whole situation was about. But she reminded me very much of my own grandmother.
New York Breakfast, 1993.
Morning light in NYC. I was going to call this under the Vanderbilt Overpass. Wasn’t really sure what the official name of the Vanderbilt bridge was…
All this shot needs is Thus Spoke Zarathustra playing in the background. You know, where the ape throws the bone up and it turns into a space station; or when the monoliths appear.
Media: 35mm filmKeywords: Horizontal,Circa 1990 This chess table was soaking wet, after a quick spring shower. We make our lines in the sand and organize the universe, but in time chaos always returns. No chess pieces just nature’s game and wet leaves for pieces. The stone chess table(s) are in Carl Schurz Park.