“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.”
I took these pictures today on a trip to Staten Island. The Verrazano-Narrows Bridge can be seen in the background. I watched the bridge being built from the window of my 7th grade classroom. Even after viewing the years of construction, it always looked to me that someone had just painted a bridge along the horrizon.