I photographed in Green-Wood as its colors were changing. The metaphor of dying leaves in this vast city of 500,000 departed souls was always foremost in mind. In this image, hundreds of yellowing leaves already cling to the masses of still green branches that fill the entire background. The branches rhythmically repeat the flow of the bent arm and pointing finger of the sculptured classical figure rising before them. I framed the image to create scale contrast between the statue and the trees in the background.