This is an image looking down Furman St on top of the Brooklyn Bridge. A storm had just passed by, the winds were howling, and my hands were freezing from the melting snow. As I was wrapping up my shoot and sprinting down the bridge's exit, I noticed this shot on my right. I took a single frame after composing the shot for 2 seconds, then ran down to meet up with dear friends.
For post processing I dodged and burned to shape the light and pushed the colors a bit.