#future nyc

The wind howls, tuned somehow to the city streets, blowing a long low note that rattles the windows of Meg’s apartment as it booms up Second Avenue. Raindrops like needles spring from a metallic gray sky: Superstorm Esmay is making its landfall in Manhattan.

She wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of one mud-stained hand. She and her blockmates have harvested every vegetable remotely…

Painted Memories. Future New York City. Chrysler Building. Midtown.

We looked at old photos of the metropolises we once called home with their towers reaching up to an unexplored sky. These structures stood tall in a universe full of wonder and dust from an infinite number of stars.

Our breath stopped, caught in our throats as our tears diluted the remnants of paint that had found their way onto these crumbling archaic testaments revealing entire cities beneath the caked, colored surface.

For a brief moment, it was as if our tears had the power to unearth memories from the recesses of time.

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This is an ongoing side project: surreal future-dystopian (and utopian) cityscapes incorporating recognizable architecture and landscapes: part of a larger series that I am imagining that takes place in the future.

View the other work in this ongoing series here: Future Tales

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