The Empire State Building, New York City
The Citibike Program has created a new genre of cyclist in New York, and I am one of them, the “Spontaneous Commuter”. Like most New Yorkers riding in the city is conducted in the same way we walk, with our heads down, too busy to look up. Sometimes I think it is only the tourists that see what we miss everyday. On these newly discovered random rides I would find myself stopped at traffic lights, stretching my back and looking up. And there it was, not always, but enough to make me feel like I was constantly cycling around it. Sometimes it would appear at the turn of a corner like it had just exploded out of the ground in front of me. Other times, just visible, nudging itself in between buildings as if it was looking for me. From every neighborhood west, east, north and South, Manhattan to Brooklyn, it was nearly always there. The islands spindle, that we all spun around. Now when I ride I find myself looking for it. Empire.