Empty Spaces: Photography in the Age of Quarantine
Inspired by Mark Seliger’s pandemic photo essay “Silence in the Streets: Dispatches From New York City Under Lockdown,” I’ve found myself focusing on images that emphasize how small we are in all of the empty spaces where people used to be. These are photos taken in and of those spaces.
With too much time on my hands and no more birds to photograph in the back yard, I started taking long drives looking for photos in places I had never been before. No plan, no destination, just wandering.
A farm in central Massachusetts after the first snowstorm of the season made a great canvas (top). Empty cities and long shadows created minimalist opportunities in Boston (above).
Another image from the farm.
I tried to capture a low-hanging fog on an unseasonably warm morning in winter.
Throughout Boston, industry rumbled on while people remain largely invisible.
A long climb from the walking trails at the bottom of the dam.
In the right light, even girders and wires can inspire.
I drove to Washington, DC, to be there on election night. Little did I know that, just a few short weeks later, the city would be in chaos. But on the day after the election, Washington was eerily quiet.