There is a series of photos I took in May of 2002, that I would like to revisit.
Clearly the subject matter stands on it’s own, I was just there to witness it one afternoon.
I used to spend hours walking around New York on my lunch hour and during the weekends, just exploring.
Coney Island at that time still had the exotic seediness that was starting to creep out of other parts of the city, and I loved going there.
I haven’t been back since that day unfortunately.