Dead Umbrellas on Every Corner

The flight into La Guardia was rough.  The pilot came on and informed us that squalls were blowing gusts of 40 to 50 mph.  This had been going on for the past 24 hours.  He then went on to say that if we weren’t given the OK to land we would divert to a good location… Detroit!!! In the cabin there was dead silence.  Well we landed, made it through street flooding on the FDR and finally unpacked the bags from the yellow cab.

I went for a walk about midnight around the upper east side.  That’s were I saw the dead and mayhem.   On every corner.  Piles of blown out umbrellas.  Each intersection, on every corner, stashed between streetlight poles and newspaper stands.  Thrown in doorways.  Cast aside in the gutters.  My plan, to get up at 7am as the sun was coming up and document the piles dead umbrellas.  But by 7am, NYC’s street cleaners were already out bagging them or putting them in corner trash cans.  Take a look at the small b&W portfolio, Dead Umbrellas.