I studied photography in college. I loved the process: going out to shoot, developing the film in my kitchen, quiet afternoons printing in the closet that I called my darkroom. For sundry reasons–some good, some bad–I stopped practicing film photography some time after college. I let my Nikon sit, untended, until a few years ago.
Like so many others, something about 2020 made me pick up film photography again. At first, I sent my film out to a professional lab, but after a while I started processing at home again. I bought a scanner, and a makeshift darkroom was born.
2020
closed playground, Central Parktraces of where the field hospital once stood in Central ParkEmpty Met steps / Empty hot dog carts, first Covid summerGraffiti in Nolita, Summer 2020Outdoor dining in Chinatown – outside of Nom Wah, Doyers St.All quiet on Canal St., Chinatown, Fall 2020chinatown – under the bridgemasked runnermasked walker on Brooklyn Bridgesouvenir vendor with no customers, Brooklyn Bridgea shuttered Chinatownpandemic Christmas, 2020.
2021
on the beach … next to the Astoria ferry stopdejeuner sur l’herbe for the pandemic era, Red HookChinatown comes back to life, Summer 2021Restoring a damaged city – new mural in Chinatownhot dog stands down by Basketball City, Lower East Sidemasked walker, Lower East Side
2022
Social distancing during our Omicron winter
Memorial Day, 2022, corner of Mott and Grand, Little ItalyWreaths, Holy Trinity Ukrainian Orthodox Cathedral, Broome St.
it might be art 
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