The way that can be spoken of is not the true way

Where: West Side Highway, West Village, NYC
When: September 30, 2009

One of my flickr contacts commented on this, "not really feeling this one. what' is the subject?", this morning just after I posted this, and I've been thinking about my answer all day.

I think for me, the subject is the path, in a literal and metaphorical sense. The feel of the shot reminds me of the pulling back before a decision, that point when you know the way forward, but don't want to take the first step because there is so much to fear in committing to a decision, fear about not knowing where that decision is taking you, fear that here are other paths that will be closed forever as a result.

The point of view and angle of the shot, and the section of the path in focus brings my attention to the place where I would place my foot in the first step.