Michelle Henning

Michelle Henning

Michelle Henning
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((Closed, Roy/Layla)) It was a world of endless possibility. Freedom at last. The two walked down the street, Roy marveling at how the light reflected off the wet asphalt. The depot was close by, he thought. But all that mattered was one thing. They were out. They escaped, and they planned to keep it that way, come hell or high water. "Now, let's go find that train."

((Closed, Roy/Layla)) It was a world of endless possibility. Freedom at last. The two walked down the street, Roy marveling at how the light reflected off the wet asphalt. The depot was close by, he thought. But all that mattered was one thing. They were out. They escaped, and they planned to keep it that way, come hell or high water. "Now, let's go find that train."

Photographer Paolo Pettigiani uses infrared photography to transform the lush green trees and grass of Central Park into milky, cotton candy pinks.

Photographer Paolo Pettigiani uses infrared photography to transform the lush green trees and grass of Central Park into milky, cotton candy pinks.