Against a backdrop of bricked facades and snow-dusted streets, sits a classic Jaguar XJ6 Series I, its pastel green finish reminiscent of a bygone era of style and grace. This isn’t just any street; it’s Bank Street in New York City, a place that holds more than just cars and cobblestones—it cradles memories of my childhood. The snowflakes cling to the cold metal, adding a touch of winter’s delicate poetry to the scene. It’s more than a picture—it’s a snapshot of history, heritage, and personal nostalgia, all parked side by side on an ordinary day.
February 2024
