Sometimes you get that almost artifical light in New York.
Like it doesn't fit.
If it was a painting it wouldn't look right.
A bad artist not knowing his light.
The sky and ground not matching somehow.
Last night, on my way home to my town in New Jersey,
the train stopped at a station before mine and it was announced that we would be held up for up to an hour due to a fatality on the tracks. I shot this image at the station while waiting.
I noticed this bag and its content,
or what might be left of it,
on the sidewalk in Chinatown one early morning.
did someone just drop it and didn't notice?
Or was the person attacked and had to flee without the bag?
Or is it a bag someone snatched and threw away after
having taken whatever valuables might have been in it?
Or an accident, and this was left behind?
in SoHo the streets have those plates with glass circles in them.
I don't know what they call those?
If you look closely they are rather like plates filled with colorful gemstones.
This one's on Broadway.