Bob McCulloch - 43rd Street The City is rich and fertile ground for photographic exploration and just about any photograph taken there--at least to those of us who are New Yorkers--is evocative. Keep shooting!
Jim Snarski - Ruffled I see this as a metaphor of how I feel when after a long Photoshop session the power suddenly goes out and I've lost everything I've done. Like the bird, I know eventually everything will soon return to normal.
Christopher Strevens - The Road The solitary figure in the distance and the overall bleakness is to me a perfect illustration of the Existential Dread touched on in the ruminations of Sartre, Kierkegaard, and Heidegger. Being truly alone is at once satisfying and terrifying, never just one feeling.
Bob McCulloch - 43rd Street The City is rich and fertile ground for photographic exploration and just about any photograph taken there--at least to those of us who are New Yorkers--is evocative. Keep shooting!
Jim Snarski - Ruffled I see this as a metaphor of how I feel when after a long Photoshop session the power suddenly goes out and I've lost everything I've done. Like the bird, I know eventually everything will soon return to normal.
Christopher Strevens - The Road The solitary figure in the distance and the overall bleakness is to me a perfect illustration of the Existential Dread touched on in the ruminations of Sartre, Kierkegaard, and Heidegger. Being truly alone is at once satisfying and terrifying, never just one feeling.
