THROUGH A SPIRITUAL LENS

ARRANGEMENT IN RED AND GRAY

RAINY NEW YORK AFTERNOONS put me in a reflective state of mind. That was my mood when I took this Edward Hopper-like photograph on the Upper East Side of Manhattan in early April. What you don't see, but you can imagine, is the electric hum of the City, the rhythmic dance of crisscrossing pedestrians with umbrellas, the blur of yellow taxis streaking downtown through a gentle downpour. And the flux of light. Ah, the light!

How would I describe it? As a chill, gray, contemplative light that promises the slow turn of winter to spring. A diffused light that filters through an urban easel of silent windows, metallic markers, illuminated signs, and the amber glow of interior lamps. A light I could feel as well as see.

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