The Ordinary Seen Central Park Diaries – NYC

A white sky hangs over Central Park as people move through their rituals  runners cutting lines through the paths, friends drifting between benches, strangers crossing like quiet intersections. Through the lens, the ordinary sharpens: small gestures, soft light, the city breathing in slow motion. An everyday scene, made particular by the way we look at it.

This is my Point of Wiev….