For a few years now I have been aware of Manhattanhenge but somehow always managed to miss it for some reason or another. This year I was ready. I was not going to miss seeing (and shooting) Manhattanhenge. Nothing was going to stop me. And nothing did. I arrived early and found the perfect spot to stand on Park Ave. and 33rd Street. First there was just one other photographer and myself. This was the best spot I could have been in. I had originally chosen a different cross-street to shoot, but the little voice in my head said "keep going, look a little more", and I did. As the minutes ticked away (I forgot my watch at home, so no real audible ticks) more and more photographers arrived for the big moment.
Manhattanhenge was upon us and for a few minutes the sounds of shutters being released filled the air creating photographic chamber music. My instincts took over then my mind then my instincts I was two photographers yet I was one. I was living in the moment and witnessing an amazing sight. It is actually possible that I did not breathe for the duration of the shoot. Once the sun had gone out of view I let out a big sigh. This work is truly exhausting but very rewarding once you can enjoy the fruits of your labor and show the world.