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The Essentials
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I spoke to this gentleman and I forgot to ask his name. He saw me photographing and we started to have a discussion while the train was at a halt. "It's empty," he said. "But, there are some people who still have work in the city and then need to go home." We both knew he was one of those people. We discussed about how empty the trains have been and how it is a good thing, it's easier to control the interactions and enforece social distance. He worried about getting the Corona Virus. He has a wife and children to go gome to every night. I hope that wherever he is, his health is intact as well as his family's Photos taken at LIRR Station 61st stop. Woodside, Queens
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COVID-19 Experience, Photographs, Woodside (New York, N.Y.)
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I spoke to this gentleman and I forgot to ask his name. He saw me photographing and we started to have a discussion while the train was at a halt. "It's empty," he said. "But, there are some people who still have work in the city and then need to go home." We both knew he was one of those people. We discussed about how empty the trains have been and how it is a good thing, it's easier to control the interactions and enforece social distance. He worried about getting the Corona Virus. He has a wife and children to go gome to every night. I hope that wherever he is, his health is intact as well as his family's Photos taken at LIRR Station 61st stop. Woodside, Queens
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COVID-19 Experience, Photographs, Woodside (New York, N.Y.)
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50 Days
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Tomorrow marks 50 days since I have been under quarantine. March 12 was the last day I physically went to work. Coincidentally, the following day- the first day of quarantine, fell on a Friday the 13th. To be honest, this whole quarantine feels like one long unlucky day. But, then again, I can't rea lly say that since I have air in my lungs and I possess the ability to speak/hear my loved ones. There have been so many lives lost and so many scary moments that have been close calls--butl am glad that I have also been able to see a movement where strangers look out for each other, where Mother Nature has been able to heal itself, where empathy& advocacy towards mental health is on the forefront of everyone's minds, and where creative expression has been thriving. Here's to you, to me, to us ... and to light at the end of the tunnel, whenever that may be ... Photo taken on: 4.28.2020, Woodside, Queens
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Finally, a stroll
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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
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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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As I was waiting for my Lyft to pick me up from the local Stop & Shop, I spotted a flock of pigeons across the market. They seemed to be pecking the ground as if they were being fed, a visual you don't often see these days as we are all instructed to limit our outings and follow through with the mandated quarantine. I saw this man with a bag of Wonderbread, breaking it into pieces and making sure each bird recieved a ration. I approached him, "You don't see this anymore," as I pointed to the birds and the bread on the ground. He smiled and then he replied, "The people who used to come and feed 'em aren't able to come anymore. But, we gottri take turns and help out these little guys." He informed me that he was on his break from working at the Stop & Shop. He and some other colleagues come out with food items to make sure that the birds and the squirrels who once depended on the generosity of others- have something in their stomachs by the end of each day. Photographed outside of Stop & Shop 34-51 48th St, Queens, NY 11106
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Finally, a stroll
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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
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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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Joe
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This is Joe. Born and raised in Queens, at 94 years old and amid a pandemic, everyday Joe takes a chair to the local part to enjoy the views, the weather, the people, and the connection he has to his past. He is also a WWII veteran who was fortunate to come home and experience marriage, having a child, and enjoying three grandchildren. This Memorial Day, as we honor those who served in the US Military and never got to come back home, don’t forget to speak and thank those who are still here with us- those who have defended our rights and those who continue to do so [Photo taken 5.24.2020]
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COVID-19 Experience, Ditmas (Queens, New York, N.Y.)
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