I'm tired and my brain is running on empty, so it's the perfect time for a pin-the-mouse-on-the-photo post.I took this pic in December, 2004, from a taxi. It's the New York Public Library on Fifth Avenue next to Bryant Park. It was a chilly night, probably around 3 a.m., and the city felt quiet and deserted. Though it's not a fantastic photo by any means, the darkness, the gray marble building, the fuzzy streetlamp, the skeletal trees, and the few ghostly-looking cars still evoke the sense of tranquility I had at that moment.
In a metropolis that is teeming with activity at all hours, moments of quiet desertion are an unexpected but welcome luxury. It was a rare opportunity to feel like I had this small chunk of the city all to myself—just a lone little ant, sharing secrets with ghosts in the crisp night air.
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