The Greenwood Lake Public Library
79 Waterstone Road Greenwood Lake, NY 10925
Artist of the month
September 2026
Craig Roberts
My Inspiration
I live between two worlds: Greenwood Lake and New York City. Each time I board the bus for the journey between Hell’s Kitchen and my home in Indian Park, I am reminded of how beautifully different these places are. Along the way I encounter churches and skyscrapers, quiet snowfalls and walls layered with graffiti, brilliant sunrises and glowing sunsets, shimmering reflections on water, and, above all, an ever-changing palette of color.
Though my body travels between these contrasting landscapes, my heart remains equally at home in both. Each offers its own beauty, its own stories, and its own quiet moments of wonder. Whether I am surrounded by the peaceful rhythms of the countryside or the vibrant energy of the city, I find inspiration in the images that unfold before me. The photographs in this collection are a celebration of those journeys an exploration of country and cityscapes through the eyes of someone fortunate enough to love them both.
I hope you enjoy traveling between these two worlds with me.
| THE COUNTRY When dawn unseals the silence of the land, The country speaks in whispers soft and low; No hurried foot nor harsh commanding hand, But waking winds that through the meadow blow. The dew still clings upon the budding rose, Like crystal tears the morning leaves behind; And every field in quiet splendor glows, A balm unto the weary heart and mind. |
CITY versus COUNTRY SCAPES City and country-each a vivid frame, A slice of life, a portion of the whole; Each holds its beauty, different yet the same, Two distant halves that somehow make us whole. So travel both, let neither be denied- for balance lives where both of them abide. |
THE CITY The city struts with thunder in its tread, With errands pressing hard on every soul; Where hasty feet through crowded pathways spread, And countless duties drive toward distant goal. Yet pause we must amidst the ceaseless race, To breathe the air and lift the weary eye; Behold the stone, the brickwork’s solemn grace, The mighty towers ascending to the sky. |
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