While photographing the entrance to Brooklyn Conservatory of Music for a project, an ambulance passed by, blanketing the street with crimson hues. For a brief moment I saw my silhouette cast before me. It was an eerie feeling, a sense of falling. I realized how unaware I was of my presence. It's strange but I often feel detached in the city, surrounded by millions of unseeing eyes. Anonymous to all, even myself. The sirens faded and the street lights reclaimed their shadows, but I remained still, fixated on my sudden awareness.