One thing I love about April is how it’s generally the first month in the year when it gets warm enough to take long night bike rides, and these rides are perfect for photos. I love riding around the city to take my night shots, but in the winter it gets a bit too cold to venture out too far. Now that it’s warmer, the entire ride is a pleasure so I can just wander aimlessly when I go out. I throw my camera, one or two lenses, and a tripod in/on my backpack and set out wherever the light takes me.

Last night there was a beautiful full moon in a near cloudless sky. On nights like that, the photos almost come out a bit alien, or movie-set-like. The deep blues of the sky become almost enchanting and the strong light from the full moon and street lamps create some beautiful shadows.

The neighborhoods are generally still active, but everything is so much emptier later at night. Brooklyn, for the most part, goes to sleep and the scenes sit there patiently awaiting the next day. It’s my favorite time to take photos. There is something about and empty Brooklyn scene that I find so captivating. I don’t know why I do, and hopefully never will; it’s one of the feelings that’s better without an explanation

In almost everywhere you turn, every scene you examine, there seems to be a story. The light, the object, and the character are trying to tell the viewer a history of location, a character of place. Welcome back spring, and welcome back long photo bike rides.