Image taken at the MOMA.  There's an area on the second level that is separated from the rest of the museum by a red plastic barrier. Through it one can see the first floor - bodies in chaos.  On the second floor the bodies appear to be relatively ordered.

Three images showing different emotions.  

Second of three images show emotions.  Note how the only thing that shows connectedness is her hand on his leg.

Third of three images showing emotions.  She is alone in a crowd of people on the subway.

This panoramic view of Columbus Park in Chinatown was printed as three separate pictures, hung close together.  The size of the printing allows the viewer to feel close to the scene.  In the back of the middle section one can see a group of people evacuated from a Federal building in response to the earthquake that was felt only slightly in New York, but caused significant damage in DC.

Slow walking - the signature photograph of the show.

The attraction to me was the almost abstract flow of color.  The Victoria's Secret model looks down on the crowd.  Only after printing this picture several times did I notice that the woman in the center appears to be loosing her pants.

Design and contrast.  the dominant color is blue.  This will show up in another photograph.

I wasn't able to figure out this person - all bundled up on a bright August day.  I'm assuming that the person is female.  She's not likely to be homeless, based on her boots.  The fellow in the background on the right is dressed for August. This picture remains a mystery.

This sculpture by George Segal (1924–2000) honors the gay rights movement and commemorates the events at the Stonewall Inn opposite this park that gave rise to the movement. The Stonewall inn catered to the gay community of Greenwich Village.  "In the early hours of June 28, 1969, police raided the Stonewall Inn and a melee ensued in which 13 people were arrested. Word of the raid and the resistance to it soon spread, and the next day hundreds gathered to protest the crackdown and advocate the legalization of gay bars."  Lena Lett, the leader of the drag group of my previous show, told me that it wasn't actually the gay community, but specifically the drag community who initiated the protests.  At that time in NYC, cross dressing was a crime that could lead to arrest.  Weegee,, the famous tabloid photographer, took a number of pictures of these arrests.

I met this guy in Chelsea.  He's actually not as fierce as he looks.  I was fascinated by his hand bike; and he explained that it was an effective form of transportation, that he used it throughout NY, even crossing bridges.

I took this picture while waiting for a bus on 34th Steet.  I call it 'Cinema Still' because it looks like a scene from a French genre movie.  Every time I look at it, I'm expecting the action to continue.  Several people have said that the man looks like a well known actor, but could cold not place him.  Let me know if you have any idea who he is. 

I saw this picture as an abstract collection of shapes held together by the blue jacket.

I encountered this group crossing an intersection on 6th Ave. Diversity in who they were, but sameness in their disability, they had come together to help each other navigate the city.

A lovely wine and cheese cafe at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I was sitting at a table next to this woman of my era, and watched her writing. i was fascinated by her hands. They has so much character. 

I like this picture because of the colors and textures, but also for the newsstand's operator peaking up from behind his wares and the fellow in the green pants entering the picture on the right.

She was at an exhibit of London Street Photography at the Museum of the City of New York.

An early Pollock drip painting, owned by the MOMA, had been cleaned and restored to public view. The newspaper made a big announcement of the event; and many people came to see it. I just stood there taking pictures, and eventually assembled them into this collage.

And how else does one show the artist, but at work. Taken through a mirror at the MOMA. Every one is blurred except me and one other bystander who is interested in what I am doing.