We took a walk to the market today. It was a beautiful day in NYC as it was 67°. The breeze was the perfect touch for today's warmer climate. As we walked, I saw this make facing the sun. "He's not wearing a mask!" I thought. To be honest, I'm not surprised. The cotton masks we have been wearing are no longer feeling comfortable anymore as the weather is getting warmer. As we kept getting closer, I noticed that his mask was in his left hand. A sense of reliefe came over me and I thought, "That makes sense..." I kept looking at him due with a sense of nostalgia-- the ability to "be out" and enjopy the day for what it was, without worrying what one may catch. No matter how many people passed by he would not break his concentration nor his stance. he never lifted an eyelid or tried to place the mask back on his face. It looked like the bond between him and the sun was sacred and he was guaranteed protection. With his power stance, his eyes shut tight, and his wide smile- it even looked like he was lost in a conversation with our giant star and was trying to negotiate a deal. I think he was winning..... Photographed in Woodside, Queens.
