Along the East River at the peak of winter, tugboats force their way through the ice shield getting a tanker to its destination. Fine art, signed, direct from the artist with free shipping.
Fine art print by Deborah Julian. Additional sizes and styles on Etsy.
What the Promenade Remembers
A morning walk, a small act, and the quiet difference between what we notice and what we leave behind.
The light on the East River in the early morning is different from the light anywhere else on the Island. It comes in low and sideways, catching the water in long, uneven flashes. On certain days it makes the promenade feel less like a walkway and more like a corridor someone once meant to finish but never quite did. When I was younger I found the suggestion to stop and look at it faintly ridiculous.
