Central Park winter trees covered in snow. New York City.

Winter crunches underfoot yielding to the heavy enormity of the sheer weight of souls in transition. Trees laden with snow frozen in thought stand dormant until the springtime.

It’s on these sorts of days that the earth feels as if it is caught in a trance somewhere between dreaming and opening its frozen eyelids.

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I love when the snow first falls in New York City - especially in Central Park. The quiet muffled stillness and icy warmth combine to pause the city’s frenetic energy for a few hours.

This was taken the last time we had major snowfall in Manhattan during a blizzard. In truth, it probably wasn’t the safest idea to be walking around Central Park when the wind gusts were so terrifyingly high but during the moments when the winds stopped, it was eerily beautiful. 


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Central Park winter trees covered in snow. New York City.

Winter crunches underfoot yielding to the heavy enormity of the sheer weight of souls in transition. Trees laden with snow frozen in thought stand dormant until the springtime.

It’s on these sorts of days that the earth feels as if it is caught in a trance somewhere between dreaming and opening its frozen eyelids.

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I love when the snow first falls in New York City - especially in Central Park. The quiet muffled stillness and icy warmth combine to pause the city’s frenetic energy for a few hours.

This was taken the last time we had major snowfall in Manhattan during a blizzard. In truth, it probably wasn’t the safest idea to be walking around Central Park when the wind gusts were so terrifyingly high but during the moments when the winds stopped, it was eerily beautiful.

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Winter in Tompkins Square Park. East Village, New York City.

The clouds squeeze the last bit of light from the sun onto the city below.

It falls over trees and buildings: liquid promise spreading onto a landscape de-saturated by winter’s icy breath.

In the wake of winter’s gasping utterances, the sun uncovers the world that hides behind boisterous trees in summer.

And a smile spreads across the city’s face for a moment: warm and golden hope spreading itself over the remains of the day. 

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I have been going through older photos taken back when it snowed with great conviction two winters ago. This was taken in Tompkins Square Park in the East Village the morning after a blizzard.

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In case you missed it, I posted a video this past weekend of me talking about photography and New York City. If you ever wondered what it is like to see me talk about these sorts of things, you can view the video here: 

Art:Seen: Vivienne Gucwa

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Winter in Tompkins Square Park. East Village, New York City.

The clouds squeeze the last bit of light from the sun onto the city below.

It falls over trees and buildings: liquid promise spreading onto a landscape de-saturated by winter’s icy breath.

In the wake of winter’s gasping utterances, the sun uncovers the world that hides behind boisterous trees in summer.

And a smile spreads across the city’s face for a moment: warm and golden hope spreading itself over the remains of the day.

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I have been going through older photos taken back when it snowed with great conviction two winters ago. This was taken in Tompkins Square Park in the East Village the morning after a blizzard.

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In case you missed it, I posted a video this past weekend of me talking about photography and New York City. If you ever wondered what it is like to see me talk about these sorts of things, you can view the video here:

Art:Seen: Vivienne Gucwa

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Bow Bridge in the snow. Central Park winter. New York City.

In the silent stillness of winter the world stops rotating temporarily.

All sound, speech and thought is muffled as the earth slumbers briefly under a blanket of freshly fallen snow.

In each snowflake rest the hopes and dreams of all who have ever felt the warmth of an anticipatory heart-flutter: dream-sputters that wrap the earth in the weight of their desires.

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Built between 1859 and 1862, Bow Bridge is one of Central Park’s most iconic structures. This image was taken during a snowstorm in Central Park, New York City.

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Bow Bridge in the snow. Central Park winter. New York City.

In the silent stillness of winter the world stops rotating temporarily.

All sound, speech and thought is muffled as the earth slumbers briefly under a blanket of freshly fallen snow.

In each snowflake rest the hopes and dreams of all who have ever felt the warmth of an anticipatory heart-flutter: dream-sputters that wrap the earth in the weight of their desires.

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Built between 1859 and 1862, Bow Bridge is one of Central Park’s most iconic structures. This image was taken during a snowstorm in Central Park, New York City.

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Tree-lined Upper East Side street in Winter. New York City

Summer slumbers deeply. Tree limbs stripped bare remain vulnerable to the sky’s attempts to stir them from their dreaming state. 

It’s when the sky caresses and seduces the earth with its snowy proclamations of love that the earth transforms into a somnambulist navigating the boundary between sleep and dreaming: dreaming its dreaming self awake slowly.


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Tree-lined Upper East Side street in Winter. New York City

Summer slumbers deeply. Tree limbs stripped bare remain vulnerable to the sky’s attempts to stir them from their dreaming state.

It’s when the sky caresses and seduces the earth with its snowy proclamations of love that the earth transforms into a somnambulist navigating the boundary between sleep and dreaming: dreaming its dreaming self awake slowly.

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Central Park winter trees covered with snow. New York City.

Winter crunches underfoot yielding to the heavy enormity of the sheer weight of souls in transition. Trees laden with snow frozen in thought stand dormant until the springtime. 

It’s on these sorts of days that the earth feels as if it is caught in a trance somewhere between dreaming and opening its frozen eyelids.

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An important note: I do apologize for not being around as much. I am going through a transitory stage of life right now. I just quite literally finished university this week after a fairly grueling final semester. It’s been quite a journey as far as school is/was concerned. I am feeling rather burnt out mentally, emotionally and physically due to the whirlwind this (soon to be past) year was.

To recharge, I am taking some time to uncoil myself and let myself properly unwind in the month of January. I will still be posting but my posts will be very sparse. I don’t really celebrate the New Year at this time of year since autumn feels like the proper beginning of the year to me personally but my birthday falls right after New Year’s Day so it never fails to make me ponder all the temporal things regarding life. To those who do celebrate the New Year on January 1st, may you have a wonderful year ahead.

 I don’t really know how to thank everyone for their kind messages (my inbox has been overwhelmed with messages for the last few months and despite reading every single message I feel incredible guilt every time I view it), requests and love aside from saying that I really do  appreciate it all. So, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. 

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Central Park winter trees covered with snow. New York City.

Winter crunches underfoot yielding to the heavy enormity of the sheer weight of souls in transition. Trees laden with snow frozen in thought stand dormant until the springtime.

It’s on these sorts of days that the earth feels as if it is caught in a trance somewhere between dreaming and opening its frozen eyelids.

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An important note: I do apologize for not being around as much. I am going through a transitory stage of life right now. I just quite literally finished university this week after a fairly grueling final semester. It’s been quite a journey as far as school is/was concerned. I am feeling rather burnt out mentally, emotionally and physically due to the whirlwind this (soon to be past) year was.

To recharge, I am taking some time to uncoil myself and let myself properly unwind in the month of January. I will still be posting but my posts will be very sparse. I don’t really celebrate the New Year at this time of year since autumn feels like the proper beginning of the year to me personally but my birthday falls right after New Year’s Day so it never fails to make me ponder all the temporal things regarding life. To those who do celebrate the New Year on January 1st, may you have a wonderful year ahead.

I don’t really know how to thank everyone for their kind messages (my inbox has been overwhelmed with messages for the last few months and despite reading every single message I feel incredible guilt every time I view it), requests and love aside from saying that I really do appreciate it all. So, thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

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Central Park Winter Path. New York City.

I think back to days spent wrapped in the cold silence of freshly fallen snow in Central Park. The labyrinth-like path leading from Shakespeare’s Garden lined by a wooden fence twists and turns in the snow winding its way under trees whose branches reach out to each other like eager arms awaiting the warmth of an embrace. 

 It’s on days like this when the sun rests longer than usual and winter’s essence seeps through every crack and crevice that the earth quivers a ghost shiver that rests in summer’s memory. 

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As requested, here is the link to the master post about my photography on various posters, prints, cards, calendars and a wide variety of items.


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Central Park Winter Path. New York City.

I think back to days spent wrapped in the cold silence of freshly fallen snow in Central Park. The labyrinth-like path leading from Shakespeare’s Garden lined by a wooden fence twists and turns in the snow winding its way under trees whose branches reach out to each other like eager arms awaiting the warmth of an embrace.

It’s on days like this when the sun rests longer than usual and winter’s essence seeps through every crack and crevice that the earth quivers a ghost shiver that rests in summer’s memory.

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As requested, here is the link to the master post about my photography on various posters, prints, cards, calendars and a wide variety of items.

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Central Park Poet’s Walk in the winter. New York City.

In preparing my photos for the various New York City holiday cards that I designed this year, I finally went through the massive amounts of photos that I took in Central Park this past winter. New York City can be rather extreme in the winter months and last winter two different blizzards dropped a tremendous amount of snow on the city.  

I love heavy snowfall and I found myself braving the super high wind gusts to wander around a mostly empty Central park during one of the two blizzards. I don’t really recommend it and thinking back, it was a bit risky considering that the wind gusts were around 55 mph and higher. Wind gusts and trees don’t make for the safest of combinations. However, I have never seen Central Park in such a serene state.  

The only people who were in the park that day were small amounts of people who lived in the surrounding neighborhoods, brave tourists and intrepid photographers with giddy expressions on their faces. I could probably count on both hands the number of people I encountered and I ended up covering most of the park on foot that day (I was never so happy to get home and drink hot chocolate that evening). 

This part of Central Park is known as The Poet’s Walk or Literary Walk. The reason why this part of the park is known as Poet’s Walk and/or Literary Walk is because at the very end of this section, several statues of famous writers line the path.  It’s at the southern end of a section called The Mall. 

It’s the only straight line in Central Park and the trees that line it are its crowning and most distinctive feature. They are American elm trees and are the largest and last remaining stands in all of North America. Over the years, other large grouping of American Elm trees have been destroyed by Dutch Elm disease but Central Park’s conservancy has saved a majority of the remaining trees in the park despite losing around 40 trees in the last few years to this contagious fungus.

The Poet’s Walk is one of my favorite spots in the autumn and winter because the trees look their most graceful and beautiful during these seasons. The leaves turn a beautiful golden yellow in the autumn and the elegant branches seem to reach out to each other when covered by freshly fallen snow in the winter.


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Central Park Poet’s Walk in the winter. New York City.

In preparing my photos for the various New York City holiday cards that I designed this year, I finally went through the massive amounts of photos that I took in Central Park this past winter. New York City can be rather extreme in the winter months and last winter two different blizzards dropped a tremendous amount of snow on the city.

I love heavy snowfall and I found myself braving the super high wind gusts to wander around a mostly empty Central park during one of the two blizzards. I don’t really recommend it and thinking back, it was a bit risky considering that the wind gusts were around 55 mph and higher. Wind gusts and trees don’t make for the safest of combinations. However, I have never seen Central Park in such a serene state.

The only people who were in the park that day were small amounts of people who lived in the surrounding neighborhoods, brave tourists and intrepid photographers with giddy expressions on their faces. I could probably count on both hands the number of people I encountered and I ended up covering most of the park on foot that day (I was never so happy to get home and drink hot chocolate that evening).

This part of Central Park is known as The Poet’s Walk or Literary Walk. The reason why this part of the park is known as Poet’s Walk and/or Literary Walk is because at the very end of this section, several statues of famous writers line the path. It’s at the southern end of a section called The Mall.

It’s the only straight line in Central Park and the trees that line it are its crowning and most distinctive feature. They are American elm trees and are the largest and last remaining stands in all of North America. Over the years, other large grouping of American Elm trees have been destroyed by Dutch Elm disease but Central Park’s conservancy has saved a majority of the remaining trees in the park despite losing around 40 trees in the last few years to this contagious fungus.

The Poet’s Walk is one of my favorite spots in the autumn and winter because the trees look their most graceful and beautiful during these seasons. The leaves turn a beautiful golden yellow in the autumn and the elegant branches seem to reach out to each other when covered by freshly fallen snow in the winter.

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