This post attempts to chronicle an hour spent in a New York City Park on a sultry summer evening. Battery Park is located in the literal and figurative shadows of skyscrapers both standing and destroyed. Its plush greenery serves as a narrow buffer between the concrete of lower Manhattan and the churn of the Hudson River. These photos are about the coming together of disparate types of people in Battery Park for a myriad of purposes. It is about moments planned and unplanned, ships quite literally passing in the night, and the clash between city and nature. It is about beauty and hope and the bittersweet notion that both of these can disappear in an instant.
The dancers featured in these photos were presented by the 2015 Battery Dance Festival, representing the companies BOOMERANG and Cornfield Dance.
August, Wednesday Evening, Battery Park