COVID-19 Story Project
The COVID-19 Story Project is a collection of images, written works, and audiovisual works that document the experience of LaGuardia Community College members throughout the COVID-19 Pandemic.
As the pandemic continues we are still collecting materials. If you would like to contribute something that represents your experience during this difficulty time, please visit our submission form here: https://shortlib.org/s/covidstories
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- Elmhurst Hospital
- Elmhurst Hospital and health care workers
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- Elmhurst Hospital
- Elmhurst Hospital and health care workers
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- Elmhurst Hospital
- Elmhurst Hospital and health care workers
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- Facing the Sun
- 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.
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- Finally, a stroll
- March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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- Finally, a stroll
- March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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- Finally, a stroll
- March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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- Finally, a stroll
- March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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- Finally, a stroll
- March 18. 2020: I finally took a strol l around the neighborhood. I managed to squeeze in sometime before an on line work-related meeting. Looking out the window wasn't enough. In fact, it was torturing me. On a beautiful, sunny, near-perfect-weather day, with history in the making all around, I was jonesing to shoot. To not photograph felt like I was sitting inside Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Tell-Tale Heart'. I didn't kill anyone. Nor have I been contemplating it. But, to not go out and photograph has the same taunting and haunting effect as the heartbeat in Poe's 1843 tale. Photographed in Woodside & Jackson Heights, Queens
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- Halloween display
- Halloween yard display
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