heavy manhattan

I took my first trip to New York just days before the WHO declared Covid-19 a global pandemic. I was so excited for the expedition—tempered with a dawning dread of what lay ahead for the city. For all of us.

 

I didn’t see the complexity of narratives the city embodies. I saw the unified crush of shape and color. Too soon to know how bad it would be. Too late for blind optimism.

I felt a kind of importance with this project. A weight.