Thanksgiving this year was a return to the place and the places of my youth. That is, it was a trip to visit my son and his girlfriend in New York City and then to visit some of the places that I frequented there when I was growing up. Figure 1 was taken on Friday, November 23 and is an architectural detail within the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Specifically this is in the Americas Wing and represents the important point that, often, it is the museum itself, the architecture of its bones, that draws your eye. Here the subject is a staircase and the surrounding archways. The image was, needless-to-say?, taken with my IPhone, which in this case did a much better job than my Canon could have done. And, of course, the image is further enhanced by a warm bright, but waning, light of a late November afternoon in the city – here flooding in through the skylights in the sculpture courtyard.
The museum was packed with holiday travelers. But I managed to capture a moment of quiet solitude. This is the very point of city life, to capture the fleeting moments of isolation and pure joy.