The Color of Tuesday

I remember waiting for the 42nd Street bus in the rain, watching the crowd move like a single, grey organism. Everyone was hunched, eyes fixed on the pavement, shielding themselves from the damp chill of a Tuesday morning. Then, a child skipped past, wearing a yellow raincoat that seemed to hum with its own electricity. She wasn’t looking at the puddles or the traffic; she was looking at the sky, her face tilted upward, completely unbothered by the gloom that had swallowed the rest of us. It was a jarring, beautiful reminder that we are all living in different versions of the same city. While we were busy navigating the logistics of the day, she was simply inhabiting it. It made me wonder how much of the world we miss because we are too focused on the ground beneath our feet. When was the last time you stopped to look at something that had absolutely no purpose other than to be bright?

Keith Goldstein has captured this exact feeling in his work titled A Girl on the Broadway. It is a wonderful reminder of how a single splash of color can rewrite the entire mood of a city street. Does this image make you want to slow down your own commute?