10 P M on 42nd Street - New York City at Night - Colorized

Dear Natalie, Thank you very much for the fav and your lovely comment - yes, I felt that adding a bit of color here added some depth to the scene. Sometimes it can do that with a black and white.

This is fine work, Miriam. I love the graduation of color choices. f

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Dear Peter, Thank you so much for the fav!!!

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Thanks, Paul! :)

No worries, it's a lovely piece! :)

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Thank you very much, Caitlyn!!!

Wonderful capture and treatment! L

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Lovely artwork, Miriam! L

Absolutely splendid, Miriam! This reminds me of some of the old movies filmed on location in New York many decades ago! F/V

Love this image! Reminds me of another time, another place, another space! Love the colors, too! f/l

Wonderful moody city shot Miriam:)

love the treatment on this makes me think of a movie set L/F

I love your post processing on this image. Give a feel of something about to happen, like an alien envision or something terrifying like that. Great work. Love it much.

Stunningly beautiful scene, Miriam!!

Beautiful morning! v

Reminds me of a poem I wrote: I remember The sounds of the early morning hours. I remember The shuffling sound that breaks the stillness, The quiet time just before the city wakes up. I remember The sounds of milk trucks making their early morning deliveries, And the clanging of garbage cans, A groaning bus, And a man making his way home from a night shift – The city yawning and stretching its limbs like a waking dog. But times have changed And now the city never sleeps. Busy people scramble around with busy things And even the children are wakened and rushed off to noisy places. The quiet is gone – the sounds blended, There is nothing left to signal the start of a new day. We've arrived in a hurry – all going to the same place The rush to nowhere, And now we're here. And there’s nothing to remember. - Robert Knight, February 18, 2013