Biography:
Dimitri Mellos was born in Athens, Greece, but since 2005 has been living in New York City. He studied philosophy and psychology. As a child, he used to walk around with an old Kodak Instamatic camera (with no film loaded), pretending to be...
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coronavirus, covid-19, Documentary, Editorial, Essays, Fine Art, pandemic, Photography, Photojournalism, quarantine, social distancing, Street
For a week now, I have been stuck at home. Not only because of the semi-quarantine imposed on all New Yorkers, but also because I have been dealing with symptoms consistent with COVID-19. I was tested several days ago, but I'm still awaiting for the results. I was told by the doctor to assume I have the coronavirus in the meantime. In the last couple of days, after the fever went down, I have been feeling less weak and achy, and I have started spending some time looking out of my window and photographing a little. It is surreal and bizarre to witness this Twilight Zone-like transformation of 7th avenue, a thoroughfare usually packed with car and pedestrian traffic all day long. And yet, I discovered there are wonderful little moments of life to be found even under these circumstances, moments of resilience and sometimes even zest and joy. My window has become my link to the world outside, to the idea of a human community.