Astoria, Queens//
I spent my first three years in New York living in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. I was excited to move there when I arrived and enjoyed my stay but by the end I was ready to leave. I get restless about every three years and need to move. The nice thing about New York is that you can pick up and move to another neighborhood and it’s a completely different experience. I’m in Astoria, Queens now living in a much nicer apartment with someone I know which makes all the difference in the world.
The first leg of my morning commute is spent on the elevated portion of the N train. It’s a nice change. Catching a glimpse of the skyline before you descend underground allows your mind to wander a bit before you head to work.
New York is continuously sculpting you into a different version of yourself. You can’t resist it, you just have to adapt to it. It’s a state of being I enjoy. In fact, it’s probably why I’m drawn to living here.
By the end of the week I should have the 4x6 prints of the California color work. Then the editing starts. The drive to finish that project is strong. It’s all coming together. I can see the finish line. The process is beautiful when you don’t fight it and allow it to work its magic. It’s a state of creative bliss I wish I could articulate better….







