Last October, my wife and son flew out with me to New York. While visiting my uncle, we had the good fortune to watch the sunrise from our bedroom. Being a Bay Area photographer, I'm accustomed to taking skyline photos at sunset. It's not everyday that I get to rise with the sun and be clear headed enough to fumble with my camera (not a morning person). Looking back at the photos, I found myself missing New York and wanted to share a couple of the moments that really made the trip for me.
I took this first skyline shot right before running out the door to battle rush hour subway traffic.
This photograph of my son by the window was snapped on my phone.
A park performer nearly engulfed my son in a huge bubble.
An evening skyline of New York City.
I cannot wait to return.