I took it from inside the F train, at the above-ground 4th Ave/9th st. stop in Brooklyn. It's subway workers. I liked the layers of the smears and reflections of light on the window, then the men working, the colors of their equipment contrasted with the industrial colors and look of the station. Then I like the background of the stairs going down, suggesting more layers of space. It says that in New York in the subway we are seeing momentary, changing, less-than-clear views through those often marked windows as frames all the time, and we are seeing layers on layers, what's right in front of us, what's just beyond us, and openings into spaces higher and lower and that we are not in at all and that flash by. We are riding to our destinations at the same time that millions of others are pursuing their separate endeavors, all of which intertwine. The workers are doing their jobs working on the system while we ride it to our jobs. Separate, yet dependent on each other, passing each other briefly yet dependent in an ongoing way.