Homeless man in a blanket sleeps amongst fallen autumn leaves.  Black and white.

Bed of leaves

'How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?' - Bob Dylan ---An Autumn lunchtime, Washington Square park, a homeless man was huddled in heap: a newspaper for his pillow and a pair of converse sticking out of his blanket. I was a student at N.Y.U. with my first Minolta camera. A print of it now hangs in my kitchen.