My eye caught a dark form lying on the river bottom. It took me a few moments to comprehend what I had stumbled upon. Lying peacefully in the shallow waters of the river, only a few meters from shore, was a full-grown cougar. The contrast between the serenity of the scene I was witnessing and what must have played out here in the cougar’s final moments made me shiver. It was the first shiver of many, as I stripped down and waded out into the icy water to get this shot. x
the third avenue elevated train was torn down in 1955, and while the streets that it ran along were suddenly flooded with light, the manhattan landscape lost one of its most enduring features. bubley’s images were taken in 1951, a few years before the el train was demolished, and are very much a homage to the past.
the elevated trains were quickly forgotten, like the horse cars before them.