Since arriving in 1976, Jan Staller '70 found New York City most inspiring when the streets were silent and the landscape was fresh with just fallen snow. Predawn, midnight, anytime the city was closed and shuttered, Staller headed to the far corners of the city to capture something altogether rare: white, unsullied snowscapes – with not even the hint of a footprint, pawprint, or wheel tread to muddy his canvas-like images. Staller’s Manhattan – as seen through his New York Times photographic collection – evokes a pristine, mid-winter ghost-town in the hours before pandemonium.