This place is different.  Although I’ve been here twice before, this is the first time I’ve been here as a photographer.  I am lost.  These roads are familiar, but the sights are new.  Gone is the Hudson Valley and the buildings and people who fill it with life.  Gone are the ships and boats.  Where am I?

This place is much larger than West Point–but it lacks the luster.  It lacks the refined, sharp edges.  Treasures are hidden–and if I want to find them, I need to get out and about.  I need to drive and walk–and even then, I’m not sure I have the eye for this area.  Here’s a sample from the past 48 hours.


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