Window-Shopping in Manhattan

Every time I walk through the streets of Manhattan, I crane my neck and look up like a village kid at a city carnival. Despite their seeming dullness and austerity from a distance, the skyscrapers of Downtown Manhattan have a lot of character. Fascinating designs adorn their rising walls. Mysterious creatures guard their windows and doors. Beautiful flowers greet the sunshine in their balconies. Birds find refuge in the nooks of these temple towers of modern capitalism.

Everytime I look up at the beautiful facade of a building, I wonder what happens inside those wonderful windows? I wonder how so many lives stacked close together must each be drifting far apart in its their own worlds? What goes on behind those glasses shining in the evening sun and smiling in the embrace medieval knights, beasts and centaurs? Who cried today, who laughed? Who watched a sunset and remembered a loved one? Who kissed and made up? Who kissed goodbye? Who watched life ebb and flow in yellow taxi-cabs and colorful pedestrians in the long avenues below?

Here is a novice photographer's tribute to Manhattan's windows - an aching neck and a few snaps zoomed several floors up into the concrete towers above.