Like urban castaways on a brownstone island, we often take to the roof and stare at distant horizons, in search of wide open spaces, of a limitless view, of freedom, of distant passing ships and the escape they may bring.
Often, we don’t see much more than a Jersey skyline with Kremlin looks, busy ferries and the mad aerial ballet of three international airports’ worth of arriving and departing flights.
Sometimes, however, the sky agrees to make it worth our climb to the rooftop. It shifts and twists and morphs into surreal shapes and out-of-gamut tones. Below was one of these summer nights. Our cameras were happy. So were we.
Tormented Brooklyn sky
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