Tuesday greetings, collectors! A lot of New York seems to be checked out for the holidays already. The streets are quieter than usual, the most persistent racket (if you can call it that) being the whoosh and splash of car wheels as they drive through fallen, rain-soaked leaves. It feels like Thanksgiving - cold enough for a coat, but not winter wonderlandish.

It reminds me of one of my favorite movies, The Ice Storm — a bummer movie, perhaps, but absolutely stunning visually and oh, the pathos! I highly recommend adding it to your Netflix queue, but not before snapping up one of today's prints.

A Man and His Horse is our second photography edition from Hot Shot Alison Grippo and its subject and setting make it a fitting follow-up for yesterday's Koolman. Alison captured her cop not that long ago, but the photo has a certain timelessness to it, in part because it's black + white, but also because mounted police officers seem more nostalgic than practical in these modern times. (Shouldn't they be on Segways or something by now?)

As with Kevin's commemorations of decay, Alison's lens is often focused on the gritty, everyday city. A city girl like myself, she too finds beauty in what might be dismissed as ugly or overlooked entirely. Unlike me, she's brave enough to be a street shooter who doesn't just survey the landscape. I'm always impressed by someone who's brave enough to take a stranger's picture. (And this one a cop no less!) He seems at ease too — while he is obviously aware that his picture is being taken, the moment captured is private and tender. Such incongruities afoot! Aren't cops tough guys? Aren't the streets mean? Not always, just sometimes.

And with that I leave you to your Thanksgivings. We've got a lot of great stuff cooking for the gift-giving season. So much, in fact, that I'm not quite sure when and which order to tell you about it all. We'll leave it at this: you'll be hearing from us frequently and often in the month of December, and you're likely to be delighted every time that you do.