And the starts look very different tonight.
That is from one of my favourite by David Bowie. Starman.
I went to New York in January 2016. I arrived a day after he had died of liver cancer in his apartment on Lafayette street. I remember hearing the news and feeling sad. He was inspiring to me. Not that I ever wanted to be a music star, but to me, his music had a level of creativity that was still ordered and made a point, touched my emotions in some way. As a student, cranking up David Bowie on my iPod was a release during my Uni years. His music still energies me to this day. Starman gets me excited, pumped for the day. Ashes to Ashes evokes emotion.
On January 14 I visited the Empire State building in the morning. I meant to walk down toward the Brooklyn Bridge but I decided to go via Lafayette st where his apartment is. The makeshift memorial was easy enough to find.
I ended up with this street photo. A lady interacting with the space. She is taking a photo of the memorial, and I am taking a photo of her doing so. What is the story? What to her was David Bowie and his music that would draw her out to take a photo? We could speculate all day. It is mysteries like this that make up street photos and their potential stories and what I enjoy most about street photography.
David Bowie, you will always be a star.