Urban poetry

This is as urban as you get -- the slow crawl of rush hour traffic in Manhattan, brake lights as far as you can see.

I started carrying my camera to work last week, hoping for some inspiration to start taking pictures again after several weeks off. And what I have ended up with is -- a lot more pictures of cars. The curves, the reflections, the headlights, mostly the headlights and taillights. I find them so strange and so beautiful.