New York Times, Sam Ferris (Signed)
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Shot across Manhattan and Brooklyn, Ferris’s images document a city on edge yet alive with theatre, performance, and resilience.
Reflecting on his work, Ferris said, “I hurled myself into New York like whiskey down a dry throat, chasing the manic heartbeat of a city that refused to slow down… Democracy was theatre, chaos was ritual, and the streets of New York were the stage.”
In his images, Trump loyalists and protestors converge on Madison Square Garden, cyclists stage anarchic parades at Bike Kill, and Halloween prophets flood the Village, while the streets themselves become stages for the city’s adrenaline fuelled spectacle.
For Ferris, photographing the city was as much about survival as storytelling.
“I carried a camera not as a shield, but as a way to sieve through the noise," he says.
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Shot across Manhattan and Brooklyn, Ferris’s images document a city on edge yet alive with theatre, performance, and resilience.
Reflecting on his work, Ferris said, “I hurled myself into New York like whiskey down a dry throat, chasing the manic heartbeat of a city that refused to slow down… Democracy was theatre, chaos was ritual, and the streets of New York were the stage.”
In his images, Trump loyalists and protestors converge on Madison Square Garden, cyclists stage anarchic parades at Bike Kill, and Halloween prophets flood the Village, while the streets themselves become stages for the city’s adrenaline fuelled spectacle.
For Ferris, photographing the city was as much about survival as storytelling.
“I carried a camera not as a shield, but as a way to sieve through the noise," he says.
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