Every once in awhile I'll glance up in the sky and see a plane flying really high. So high I can't hear the engines. I always imagine some random person sitting in their seat, looking out the window, staring down at Manhattan. A $3 Pepsi in one hand, a $4 bag of Rold Gold pretzels in the other. I've flown over cities countless times and I wonder if people look up and think the same things. I'm always curious where they're going.
I snapped this in City Island. Reminded me of an old art photo from the 40's.
Fishnets lit with a single hard light usually produces a graphically pleasing prize.
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