I have been wanting to post some photographs from a New York trip two years back. The month of September which just passed reminded of my two-day photographic walk. Looking at my father-in-law's still perfect silver hallide black and white prints from the early 60s finally convinced me to overcome my inertia. The creative work of picture-making has been mostly enjoyable and fluid for me. It is the organizing and sharing part that I tend to overthink and delay always wanting to share meaningful photographs. My constant travel for work gives me an opportunity to make images but doesn't leave me much room for developing, scanning, editing and posting. Add to this a new born baby and I have perfect excuse for not tending to my photographic work which actually regenerates me, creating an inner sense of balance and harmony.
I may need to learn how to shoot self-assignments with a theme instead of the random, 'shoot the moment when it catches you' style of photography typified by the following photos. But walking the streets of NYC gives you random slices of life which encourages this random picture making. I am certain some of the photographs will evoke thoughts and feelings unique to each one of us. Some of them are meaningful to me, some are just for fun.