We’ve lived in Brooklyn for the past 5 years and within that timeframe, I’ve explored Manhattan more times now that I ever did in my life while living in Queens. The obvious reason would be that the train ride into the city is takes less time because we’re closer to where’s before it took me 45 minutes.
It was embarassing when friends came into town and I would be as frantic as a tourist with a fold-out map trying to decipher how to get from one place to another because I was completely oblivious of using the subway system but all that uneasiness has gone subsided.
Due to my strong impulse to photograph on days off, train rides have become more common to get around New York as oppose to driving because the difficult to find parking can be discouraging to go anywhere.
What’s special about each train ride is that every boarding is never the same. I know nothing about the people I’m commuting with other than what they choose to show. On this particular day, I made the trip into Wall St and from that photo walk, I wasn’t pleased with any of the shots except for this one when I was leaving. Some would say the day was a complete waste of time but as a photographer, I’ve learned this form of disappointment comes with the territory.