I often find myself inspired by the very streets on which I walk — the many shades and textures of gray take on a life of their own in the late afternoon’s magic hours. For only a few hours, worn burnished metal plates become urban mandalas that shine softly through a halo leaves. Broken glass sparkles like diamonds hiding among the long, cool shadows. Here are some selected photos of our Brooklyn streets, circa Park Slope on Fifth Avenue.
So if you’re out and about at around 5:00 PM, look down and ponder... you might even find some money.