Coming Home
I've been somewhat remiss lately in updating this blog. Someone sent me an email recently asking what was up, and so I must apologize. I just developed a bunch of rolls and I'm going to try to be better.

One thing I miss about New York is hats. I remember seeing black and white photos of New York in the 50's and thinking of how romantic it was, this city full of men wearing hats. I can't remember if this gentleman was entering or exiting the subway, but if the print were black and white I could almost imagine it being from another time, the man shuffling home after a long day near 34th Street, as Broadway businesses begin shutting down at dusk.