Writing in a Snowstorm
By Norma Jaeger Hopcraft
How cool, to write clearly while being ambiguous, as E.B. White said, in a snowstorm. And in Brooklyn, no less. All the millions of buildings and people are still here, and as real as ever, but they're ambiguous behind a curtain of twisting snow.
I saw this first scene, below, two weeks before Christmas. Santicon was on that day in Manhattan. While walking in snow through Prospect Park to the Brooklyn Central Library, I saw Santa behind a tree. Red suit, green bicycle, black tree, white snow.
He may have been using his cell phone to check on how to best get from the middle of Brooklyn to Manhattan on a bicycle in a snowstorm. But Santa can do anything, including slip down chimneys, so I'm sure he made it.
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| Santa with a smartphone checking who's naughty or nice |
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| Grand Army Plaza as seen from the steps of the Brooklyn Central Library |
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| Prospect Park's ring road |
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| Same shot, only broadened to reveal that, no matter what, there are always people around in Brooklyn |
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| A rather lovely tree in Prospect Park |
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| A playground in Prospect Park. Note the elfin figure silhouetted on the gate. |
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| Look how the man walking reflects the figure on the gate! |
How about you? What are you doing in the Nor'easter we're experiencing today? Comment below!
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