Photo Essay, Photography
by William Ruben Helms

Photography: Summer in Quarantined New York, Part 11

Photography: Summer in Quarantined New York, Part 11

Yesterday, I had to go to the post office to mail my new lease to my landlord. I hate my landlord because they’re cheap, stupid and greedy (among countless other things), but I’ve lived in a rent stabilized apartment since the day my folks took me home back in April 1979 — April 1, 1979 to be precise — and it’s what I can afford. It’s four walls, a floor and a ceiling and it beats being outside.

Oddly, for the first time in several months, there wasn’t a long line. So, it wound up being a relatively quicker errand than what I expected. I had my camera with me in case I somehow got inspired to capture anything — and because it was a gorgeous late summer afternoon, I wanted to have some sunlight on my skin. I didn’t take a lot of photos but honestly, that was besides the point.

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A Slice of Sky, Part 4: There was something about the fluffiness of these clouds against an unreal cerulean blue that captured my eye.
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Park City Estates: The lines of the building and its odd, imposing, utilitarian vibe captured my eye. It seemed kind of Kafka-esque to me.
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Sure wearing a mask and having a thick, course beard is a weird experience. I’m blessed — and maybe cursed — to have a baby face, so even with the beard, people sometimes doubt how old I really am. But still, as I’ve said countless times on this site, if your’e out in public and are uncertain that you can socially distance, PUT ON A FUCKING MASK OR SOME KIND OF COVERING TO LESSEN THE SPREAD OF COVID-19. It’s small and very easy sacrifice for all us to eventually get back to doing the things we all love to do.

For these photos and the rest of the photos to date, check out the Flickr set here: https://flic.kr/s/aHsmNYNS1b

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