Chine collé print about going ice skating on New Year’s Day in NYC’s Central Park and discovering you are not the only urban citizens with this clever idea. Waiting and waiting and waiting in a never-moving line as you stare holes into the backs of the heads before you and gradually absorb the faces of the folks behind you while your circle embraces more physical space. Granite hillsides and cut stone pedestrian tunnels beckon escape while the Zamboni methodically smooths the ice surface between skate sessions and one solitary, lucky skater circles the rink in absolute freedom.

New York Suite, Intaglio prints on cotton rag paper,  18” x 24”.