Brooklyn - Williamsburg - South Side - New York City
There are scenes that linger long in the back of the throat: moments stirred by the senses that mean everything in retrospect as their colors grow more vivid with every replay on the back of the eyelids at night before dreams take over.
I still remember the first time I saw this little stretch of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. I had just moved down to the Lower East Side from upper Manhattan. As I walked over the Williamsburg Bridge for the first time armed with my little point and shoot camera and a new-found sense of wonder, I remember stopping in my tracks when I came across this repair shop. It’s one of the first things you see after walking across the Williamsburg Bridge.
As I stood on the corner clumsily trying to capture the essence of the moment with the only tool I had at the time, I don’t think I even remotely imagined that I was in the beginning stages of a life-long love affair with photography.
And so, when I came across this scene this past weekend, it was as if I took a time machine back to that point in time. Even though my life has changed so much since that first week of exploration across the bridge from my new neighborhood, hardly anything had changed with this corner.
In a city that changes in the blink of an eye, some places linger a little longer than others.
Taken with the Sony NEX-7
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