Winter In Central Park Tank Top

Taken a day after a snow storm several years ago. I spot this woman coming towards me. My icy cold finger that I barely feel quickly presses the button of my camera before the loneliness of the moment is lost. Now I realize that the feeling of loneliness may have been how I felt on that winter's day.

At 12 yrs. old I was fascinated by this little box called a camera. If you pressed the button and brought the negatives to a drugstore, one week later photos would be returned in its' place. I didn't understand this magic. When I was old enough, I studied photography at Brooklyn College. I found that if I put my negatives in a thing called an enlarger a shadow would appear on photo paper. When I dropped that paper in some chemicals, a picture would emerge. Wow! I was hooked and so I studied at the International Center Of Photography. Now, I take a photo, plug my camera into my computer and the photo I just took pops up on my screen. Times have changed. I have had four one woman shows and one group show in Manhattan. It was an...