It's February which means I'm officially back in New York City (at least for now). I've always wanted to travel in January and February but husband and I historically have rarely been able to get our act together to do it. This time, I was traveling for work so everything was booked and mostly organized before 2016 was over. Of course, there's a saying about the best laid plans…in short, they don't always go as planned.
I happened to be flying to London the day of the first major snowfall of 2017 in New York City. Of course it would be a snowy day! Why wouldn't it be? Throughout the day, I kept checking on the status of my flight and it continued to say it was "on time." Meanwhile, the cost of my Uber to the airport was double the cost of a regular taxi (hello, surge pricing!) and the fact that I even took an Uber tells you a lot as I never take Uber (for personal reasons I'll discuss at another time).
To make a long story short, my flight did not depart until FOUR HOURS after its scheduled time. I think I learned my lesson about flying during peak New York snow season! However, I did get to fly Premium Economy on a Delta flight operated by Virgin Atlantic. In this class, I was greeted with a welcome sparkling wine. Delays and all, I could definitely get used to flying like this.
At work, there is a gallery show for our department called the "Art of the Commute." Below are my submissions:
Essentially, my approach was to photograph the disparity between where I begin my commute and where my commute lands me. I begin in my neighborhood which is pretty calm and quiet (for the most part). Most days, I get to the station and I will find a seat on the train as I'm at the last stop on the A train (where it terminates and then begins to head back downtown).
In contrast, after about 30 minutes on the train or so, I end up at 59th Street Columbus Circle. This is a relatively large station on the west side and a big connection point in the morning. As such, there is always a lot of hustle and bustle and tons of people walking around. I used long exposures to show in one frame the multitude of movement and people that's happening at that time of day.
It's here where I start the second leg of my trip, waiting for a B or D train to take me to Rockefeller Center where the building I work in is currently located. The Rockefeller station it not as big but just as nearly populated as so many other commuter's trips terminate there. There is a network of office buildings connected underground so there are a lot of people in and around the station. The revolving doors in the station lead to the underground shops in the "Concourse" level where one can find breakfast and emergency dry cleaning and shoe shining, among other things.
Perhaps if the series could have been longer (we were limited to a certain number of photos), I would have considered taking a photo of my desk (where my commute officially ends) or perhaps even my bed (where my commute officially begins).
My boyfriend Anthony is probably my greatest model. He is always ready and willing to stand by and let me take his portrait. Secretly, I think he enjoys being in front of the camera a tiny bit (even though he will never admit this). Below are some photos I captured of Anthony with a one light set up. The one light, besides ambient lighting, was a Canon flash unit that I shot through a softbox.
Last year, I was inspired by a photo project going around (as well as countless magazines I'd purchased) that showed the inner contents of a person's handbag. I think you can tell a lot about a person by what they carry with them day in and day out. As you can see above, those are the contents of my bag as of July 7th 2011, when this photo was taken.
It's quite a different spread compared to 2010:
The biggest difference to me is the cellphone. I've replaced the Blackberry Pearl and Black & Red notebook with an iPhone. It's funny to think that it's only been a year and yet having the iPhone has completely changed my way of life — for the better! Although, I'm still a fan of paper and have been known to carry around notebooks too. I still can't type fast enough on my iPhone to get the ideas out whereas with a notebook I can speed through them.
The other big difference is the lighting. The 2010 photo was making use of available light and as a result was not the right color temperature (thus why it's greyscale) and a bit underexposed. The 2011 photo is still a little darker than I would've liked, but made use of bounced Speedlight flash (I bounced off the ceiling) to illuminate the items and details therein. However, the lens I used for this year's photo is not as great in quality so I still feel it's a bit off. In addition, my current camera isn't as great about capturing low light as the camera I'd like to buy soon. So next year, it will be better!
I was born in the summertime. My ancestors lived in warm weather nearly year round. This leads me to believe that I am not built for cold weather. However, being born and raised in New York City, I've adapted to some cold. I have learned how to layer up and prepare for most temperature ranges. That said, the winter always takes me by surprise. I always find myself saying "This winter MUST be colder than last year!" even though that's probably not at all true.
Instead of spending too much time complaining about the weather, I've decided to celebrate the beauty in the cold. With my camera in tow, I've been wandering around the snowy city (and surrounding parts) ready to capture what fills some folks with joy, but just makes me wear tights under my jeans and long-sleeve tees under my dresses.
I found I do best when the weather is cold, the winds are still, and the scene is drenched in sunlight. But I still desperately long for spring. I'd love to wear a jacket and not a coat. I would also very much enjoy not wearing double socks and being able to walk out of the house with wet hair without the fear of icicles developing at the ends of my curls.
So with baseball's spring training just around the corner, I've decided to share a set of photos dedicated to celebrating winter. I'd like to think of this as a indefinite moratorium on winter, at least until this time next year.
I went to the Farmer's Market this morning (well, actually this afternoon) which happens to be right around the corner from my house. I'm always captivated by the beautiful color combinations found in nature and today was no exception. The prunes were particularly inspiring in their dusty indigo coloring mixed with touches of a yellow mustard color, bordering on gold leaf. The vibrant pink of the flowers in the first photo also caught my eye.
This weekend, I was running a slew of errands (if you call shopping errands…) on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. As I was walking across town on 86th Street, I spotted this scene. A young girl scout and her mother were selling lemonade and lemon tarts by the stoop of their building. Needless to say, the lemon tarts were delicious.