The Fog

A mile East of here lies Manhattan Island. To be invisible from this location, a dense fog must take hold over the river and grip the atmosphere with a stranglehold; such is the overt presence of a 22.8 sq. mile island with more than 100,000 buildings and 1.6-1.7 million residents. Buildings reach more than 1400 feet in the sky, and yet today, there is nothing.

The river, with no end in sight, appears as a modern day Hades, encompassing our fears of the unknown and infinite.

Birds are able to travel back and forth over the river deep, but for those stranded along shore, there is only the opaque sense that something dangerous lurks on the other side. Remnants of the past cling to the water, defying their inevitable drowning. The fog creates intimacy by rendering the boundaries of our vision closer than the mile or more distance to the New York shores.

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