Throughout the Covid-19 pandemic I’ve been captivated by train stations and their lack of riders. By late March the great Grand Central Terminal was largely devoid of passengers, the majority of people present being a handful of employees. Although photos of an empty Grand Central are always attainable late at night, capturing the station empty during full sun is quite the rarity. Time was an important part of my shoots at the station – in the first case I arranged a visit when the sun aligned with the main concourse’s large windows. Later the next week I captured the station again at an earlier hour while on the way to work, I did not have to wait long to time a shot where all people had walked out of the frame. The resulting images are beautiful yet almost haunting for anyone that is familiar with the normal state of the Terminal, teeming with life.