A collection of photos chronicling life in New York City over the last 12 months.
Being in New York from mid-March till mid-May was like being in some kind of dystopian post-apocalyptic city. Rarely have I seen the city so empty, so quiet, so cowed. I recall going out for runs in the morning in the spring. Flowers, a light breeze, beautiful sunshine, but no one there to take it all in.
A very intense summer, forcing the nation to reckon with systemic racism. New York City was the epicenter.
Life came back to New York City in the summer. Restaurants expanded onto the streets, parks teemed with liveliness, tourist attractions became a joy to visit for locals. Despite the world falling apart, the summer was a rare bright spot in an otherwise dismal year.
All is not lost. It was a tough year, but at least it’s over.