Flatiron Building sunset. Autumn. Madison Square Park. New York City.

Late autumn in New York City has its own brisk beauty. Cold air sharply punctuates the end of every wind gust and the sun retreats earlier and earlier every day. Autumn clings to December in the brief moments before the trees drop their leaves to the ground for good and every afternoon sunset reaches through the sharp cold with its lighted fingers in one last dramatic attempt to bring warmth to the city. 

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This particular view is of the Flatiron Building, one of New York City’s unique and classic skyscrapers, as seen from inside Madison Square Park during autumn. 


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Flatiron Building sunset. Autumn. Madison Square Park. New York City.

Late autumn in New York City has its own brisk beauty. Cold air sharply punctuates the end of every wind gust and the sun retreats earlier and earlier every day. Autumn clings to December in the brief moments before the trees drop their leaves to the ground for good and every afternoon sunset reaches through the sharp cold with its lighted fingers in one last dramatic attempt to bring warmth to the city.

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This particular view is of the Flatiron Building, one of New York City’s unique and classic skyscrapers, as seen from inside Madison Square Park during autumn.

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Autumn light. Central Park, New York City

On this day last year, someone who I was close with in my early 20s died and I am still trying to make sense of such a tragic loss. I don’t think I ever will. I made a a lengthy post about Jen and my memories of her (with videos of her amazing performances) here last year:

Jeniviva

A few days later, I wrote this poem and posted it with this photo I am posting right now. It was raw and it’s the only thing I can think of posting today that sums up what I am (still) feeling:

It’s in the way the sunlight streams through the last vestiges of autumn: as golden as the leaves that hold onto their branches.

It’s in the way the earth bares itself under this fanfare: as vulnerable as new lover’s heartbeats buried under layers of clothing.

Winter’s prelude starts slowly: a distant refrain that works its way through the earth chilled in anticipation.

We slow-dance on this mortal coil to the adagio of life twisting and turning with the whims of the winds that scatter our spirit to the ends of the earth.

It’s all we can do.


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Autumn light. Central Park, New York City

On this day last year, someone who I was close with in my early 20s died and I am still trying to make sense of such a tragic loss. I don’t think I ever will. I made a a lengthy post about Jen and my memories of her (with videos of her amazing performances) here last year:

Jeniviva

A few days later, I wrote this poem and posted it with this photo I am posting right now. It was raw and it’s the only thing I can think of posting today that sums up what I am (still) feeling:

It’s in the way the sunlight streams through the last vestiges of autumn: as golden as the leaves that hold onto their branches.

It’s in the way the earth bares itself under this fanfare: as vulnerable as new lover’s heartbeats buried under layers of clothing.

Winter’s prelude starts slowly: a distant refrain that works its way through the earth chilled in anticipation.

We slow-dance on this mortal coil to the adagio of life twisting and turning with the whims of the winds that scatter our spirit to the ends of the earth.

It’s all we can do.

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View this photo larger and on black on my Google Plus page

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Buy “Adagio - Light Through Autumn Trees - Central Park” Prints here, email me, or ask for help.

Autumn leaves under elm trees. Central Park, New York City.

Under a canopy of elm trees, nothing is quite as beautiful as the warmth that emanates from fallen autumn leaves. 

Scattered like fiery embers, they are strewn about only suspended in motion for a short time before the wind stirs them from their molten slumber.  

If winter had but one dream, it would be of this. 


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A few people commented elsewhere that they missed both parts of the documentary series that I posted earlier this week. It was part of a docu-series filmed this past summer about my photography. So, if you missed it and are curious about my early influences and thoughts about New York City, here are both segments:

Art Seen: Vivienne Gucwa
Art Seen: Vivienne Gucwa, Part 2

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Autumn leaves under elm trees. Central Park, New York City.

Under a canopy of elm trees, nothing is quite as beautiful as the warmth that emanates from fallen autumn leaves.

Scattered like fiery embers, they are strewn about only suspended in motion for a short time before the wind stirs them from their molten slumber.

If winter had but one dream, it would be of this.

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A few people commented elsewhere that they missed both parts of the documentary series that I posted earlier this week. It was part of a docu-series filmed this past summer about my photography. So, if you missed it and are curious about my early influences and thoughts about New York City, here are both segments:

Art Seen: Vivienne Gucwa

Art Seen: Vivienne Gucwa, Part 2

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Buy “Winter’s Dream - Autumn - Central Park - New York City” Posters and Prints here, View my store, email me, or ask for help.

New York City photography by Vivienne Gucwa. 2011.



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Autumn in full swing. Central Park, New York City.

After nearly 6 weeks of dealing with a fairly intense leg injury, I was finally able to go out for the first time yesterday and walk around the way I normally do. I think I walked something like three miles in total! It felt incredible to not be limited in the way I was limited previously while dealing with the slow healing process. I ended up going to Central Park to soak in the remaining bits of autumn since autumn is so fleeting here in New York City.

 I met up with a few other photographers from Google Plus later in the afternoon. Prior to meeting up with them I got to the park several hours earlier to go to my favorite sections of the park. I was still a little timid and apprehensive about doing a lot of walking even though I got the go-ahead from my doctor this past week to engage in my normal level of activity. Thankfully, I realized an hour into climbing around in piles of leaves (sometimes it’s fun to abandon the paved paths in Central Park especially when leaves are involved) that I was going to be just fine! The foliage was a bit past peak foliage but there were some genuinely magical landscapes.  

It’s no secret that autumn is my favorite time of year. A while back I mentioned to people on Google Plus that I am saddened that autumn’s finest foliage only seems to grace us with its presence for a few weeks out of the year. Someone commented back to me that the short-lived nature of autumn is what makes it so special. Perhaps there is some truth to that notion. The fleeting transient nature of autumn does make it memorable. 

There is a bittersweet quality to the action of capturing it in full splendor; giddy delight at experiencing something so magical mixed with sorrowful anxiety knowing that in a short time all of it will be only a preserved memory. 

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Autumn in full swing. Central Park, New York City.

After nearly 6 weeks of dealing with a fairly intense leg injury, I was finally able to go out for the first time yesterday and walk around the way I normally do. I think I walked something like three miles in total! It felt incredible to not be limited in the way I was limited previously while dealing with the slow healing process. I ended up going to Central Park to soak in the remaining bits of autumn since autumn is so fleeting here in New York City.

I met up with a few other photographers from Google Plus later in the afternoon. Prior to meeting up with them I got to the park several hours earlier to go to my favorite sections of the park. I was still a little timid and apprehensive about doing a lot of walking even though I got the go-ahead from my doctor this past week to engage in my normal level of activity. Thankfully, I realized an hour into climbing around in piles of leaves (sometimes it’s fun to abandon the paved paths in Central Park especially when leaves are involved) that I was going to be just fine! The foliage was a bit past peak foliage but there were some genuinely magical landscapes.

It’s no secret that autumn is my favorite time of year. A while back I mentioned to people on Google Plus that I am saddened that autumn’s finest foliage only seems to grace us with its presence for a few weeks out of the year. Someone commented back to me that the short-lived nature of autumn is what makes it so special. Perhaps there is some truth to that notion. The fleeting transient nature of autumn does make it memorable.

There is a bittersweet quality to the action of capturing it in full splendor; giddy delight at experiencing something so magical mixed with sorrowful anxiety knowing that in a short time all of it will be only a preserved memory.

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View this photo larger and on black on my Google Plus page

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Buy “For Two - Autumn - Central Park - New York City” Posters and Prints here, View my store, email me, or ask for help.

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