On our way to visit a friend in Manhattan last night Rob and I got off the FDR at 155th Street exit and traveled by street to our destination. The sights I saw in the dark interested me and not having a camera nor the time to stop, I decided to revisit this morning.
This series of images I have titled:
Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning. I enjoyed the ordinariness of the morning: people on their way to church, talking on cell phones, the loveliness and intensity of urban architecture, the contrast of oranges and blue. No matter how often I am in Manhattan, it is always eye opening.
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| Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning, I. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning, II. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning, III. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning, IV. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| Spanish Harlem, Sunday Morning, V. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| Spilling. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
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| A Train. Nikon D300. 11.14.10 |
