December 2010
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New York after the blizzard
Maybe it wasn’t the Snowpocalypse after all, but it was the worst a man I met on the street in Brooklyn this morning had seen. “You lived here all your life?” he asked, while we were both trying to navigate to the subway station amid snowdrifts that reached above our midsections. “Uh, no, just a couple of years,” I said, somewhat puzzled. “Well, I have,”...
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Sunday in the snow in Brooklyn
As the blizzard started dropping snow on Brooklyn, I put on snow pants and grabbed a camera for a walk to Prospect Park. The battery died one hour in, and I was reminded of one basic tenet of digital photography: always bring a spare if you’re shooting in the cold.
The lens was my old Sigma 30 f/1.4, a superfast little thing that has the added advantage, in driving snow, of not being a...