New Colossus

“Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

– Emma Lazarus, 1883

I’ve been really enjoying going through photos from years past, looking for content and things to share with you. These images of the Statue of Liberty are from 2008 when I was living in Manhattan, and it looks like I never processed them. Better late than never. The main statue image is a photo merge of 6 individual images, making a sort of vertical panorama. When I captured these images it was the first and only time I’ve visited Liberty Island in New York Harbor. It was an impressive sight to behold in person.