York during lockdown

Erie streets and almost a haunted effect

I wanted to capture the change Covid had brought to a city center. This set of photos were taken over the course of a Saturday evening in the city

Usually York would be a bustle of life yet the only thing moving were taxis and delivery drivers

A song sprung to mind while i was going this

“Gentlemen time please, you know we can’t serve anymore”,
Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there’s nothing to go
And by five o’clock everything’s dead
And every third car is a cab
And ignorant people sleep in their beds
Like the doped white mice in the college labAnd nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before
And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow