Rusted Shadow

At the corner of rust and shadow, New York City pushes on through the pandemic, the insurrection to the south, the transition to new leadership a short train ride away.

In a city so dedicated to forward movement, there is little opportunity to stop to think about what happens next. You must simply adjust to it. Whatever it is.

Behind this rusted wall is a construction site where something old is being turned into something new. Something that works for today, with no consideration of yesterday. In time, the wall will be taken down and New York will consume this new space. Put it to immediate use. This is no time to stop. All lights are green.