Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (8/20/2011, #136). Pinky finger, 4 women (from women on subway series).

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (8/20/2011, #135). Crowded car afforded me close-up view of ab ex fabric (from women on subway series).

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (9/28/2011, #91). Friends meet in the rain to descend train stairs.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (10/7/2011, #204). Going up the stairs.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (9/11/2011, #3). 0, 110, 37+30, exhaustion.

Beth Levin

gray day/7th Avenue stop/Brooklyn

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, (8/26/2011, #13). After the train, monumental dramatic architecture oversees students departing in the rush, while others are cradled on the waiting bench. Light, color, hard & immense architectural structures, triangle shapes, pillars, peeling paint, house flesh in action and flesh at rest.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, silhouette 2 (8/26/2011, #12). Train arrives, oh those blues blacks silvers ~ & tableaux in series of windows.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, silhouette 2 (8/26/2011, #11). Train arrives, oh those blues blacks silvers.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011,(8/26/2011, #10). Following Silhouette 1 (unaware) & Silhouette 2, in profile, the silhouette has been broken, he is aware and his peace now has been disturbed or alerted--he sees, is not solely seen, and his movement brings another kind of aliveness. A New York encounter.

Barrie Karp

Photo: ©Barrie Karp, 2011, silhouette 2 (8/26/2011, #9). Silhouette in profile: Inspired by darks & lights, caverns, imagining (for each of us) an unseen view of oneself, as if facing nowhere, and perhaps unmindful of how one is filtered through light differently each moment. The sense of rest and the sense of nest, created by the silhouetted man.

Barrie Karp

(c)Barrie Karp_2011, silhouette 1 (8/26/2011, #8). Inspired by darks & lights, caverns, imagining (for each of us) an unseen view of oneself, as if facing nowhere, and perhaps unmindful of how one is filtered through light differently each moment. The sense of rest and the sense of nest, created by the silhouetted man.

Jacqueline Silberbush

The Fun is Back in Coney Island

Jacqueline Silberbush

An expression of frustration, contemplation, and serenity. But maybe more so, the comfort in the daily, routine feeling of frustration

Jacqueline Silberbush

This was one of my favorite moments. The trains were running incredibly slow as it was a late night weekend, and this subway performer managed to turn everyones attention onto him forming a circle. The young boy directly across starting mimicking the man's gestures as his parents looked on and suddenly the crowd was completely sucked in.

Jacqueline Silberbush

I love that there is no immediate parent presence in this photograph. It is almost as if she came on alone, or the rest of the passengers are there to look after her.

Jacqueline Silberbush

Literally the everyday commute, a partially balding guy in a suit staring intensely down the tunnel for a glimmer of headlight.

Jacqueline Silberbush

An odd scene. This is the sparest I've ever seen the 42nd street station. It looks like a movie set. The men who are playing music just appear to be playing together, for themselves.

Jacqueline Silberbush

Taken on a morning commute, just before heading underground. Shot in an instant from the passenger seat of the train. It reminds me of just opening my eyes, the entire picture in halves.

Jacqueline Silberbush

At the end of the day, sometimes riding the subway can feel like a long exhale.