In January, walking to work in Manhattan with the sun in my eyes. A video loop of the same basic image shows the Ghosts of 2020 Future.
In February, a post-Valentine's Day trip to Asbury Park, followed by a post-quarantine visit in July, again haunted by sunrise shadows.
In March, I saw Manhattan for the last time in months... first, from a final plane trip at the start of the month, then walking to work past Times Square on March 13.
In April, it snowed in my hometown in New Jersey, and deer roamed the suburban streets during lockdown.
In May, I needed to drive into Manhattan to run an errand for Mom. I didn't get out of my car, except to shoot this photo of St. Patrick's Cathedral. Later, I stopped on the way to Mom's house to sneak a photo of the Great Falls in Paterson.
In June, I saw my youngest daughter for the first time in months. It was a foggy night on the Seaside Heights boardwalk, and I stopped when she didn't realize it so I could capture her image before she disappeared into the mystic.
In August, I visited Fort Lee Park with my wife (and returned in October for a different perspective from the Palisades).
In September, I went for a walk with my oldest daughter in Saddle River Park, and we watched birds already heading south.
In October, I was back at work in New York two days a week, enjoying the office view and returning to find Times Square decidedly not a "ghost town."
In November, I stopped to take a photo in Bloombury, NJ -- and found more shadows on the face of this church.
In December, a friend who hasn't been able to return to New York asked for a photo of the new skyscraper, One Vanderbilt, in the season's first snowfall.
Finally, after Christmas, I returned to Asbury Park to take a photo of 2020's last full moon...
That September image is stunning. The nested curves of the trees, clouds, sidewalk, birds.... amazing
ReplyDeleteThank you! Hoping to see you for a real-life walk in 2021. Or 2022 :)
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