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Three years and one pandemic later…
Picture credit Thomas Concordia I took a long two year break from documenting the worst days of the pandemic here in New York – here’s a little update. I lost a few other folks along the way, including my brother. But here we all stand, a testament to resilience but really, more one of luck. I’d started writing this blog as a way to keep my sanity during the New York lockdown. I felt if I could pour words into what I was seeing, thinking, feeling, I could disassociate myself from what, at that time, seemed like an endlessly despairing path to hell. It was two years before I finally…
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The little engine that could
After marinating on the footage I shot, I decided to make a documentary. There were numerous storylines I could have taken, but in the end I thought I'd make a more personal story.
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Summer of Firsts
For a millisecond, who didn't wonder last March if this was the beginning of an extinction event? How else could you get over 8 million New Yorkers to stay indoors for so long? ...
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A Pandemic Christmas
Fearing there wouldn't be any trees this year, I went and bought a fake one. The day it arrived, the Canadians set up shop down the block with their real trees.
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Day 11 – Tumbleweeds
Day 11 – I’ve decided to combine my running with my documentarian side. For those who didn’t know, I used to be a filmmaker back in the day. Nothing of which I’m confident you’ve seen. But I can assure you, no animals or children were harmed in the process (according to IMDB). Hypersensitive to social distancing, I find running on rainy days to be the most appropriate. Less people out and amateur runners stay home. I’ve not experienced an urban run as exhilarating and strange as this. I could run on the roads and paths unfettered by throngs of thousands blocking my way. It felt like I was running in…
