Upper West Side, Amsterdam Avenue.
I've been experimenting with shadows on these high-contrast, glaringly sunny early spring days. I sort of felt bad trailing this man, and only took a few photographs, and this is one. I love how he seems to be fencing with his shadow, how the tip of his cane (stick? pokey stick? what do you call these?) hits his shadow square in the vitals. Unexpected and lovely, and since he's anonymous, I don't feel too exploitative.... :D