“One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years”
While I am quickly becoming known for my long blog entries, I’m going to break with tradition and leave you with only a brief paragraph and this single image.
This untitled image is available as a limited edition print and was photographed in New York City. In my mind, it sums up the spirit of the Empire State. The city is a moving machine, dark and gritty and at the same time full of life and energy. The clouds hang low overhead, gray and ominous, scraping the eaves of the towers, arrogantly jutting into the winter sky. The detritus of the city takes to the air with the gusts of wind that reach down with long, snaking arms between the mirrored piles of steel and concrete, whipping hair into eyes and sending balls of crumpled paper rolling like tumbleweed in the Wild West. This is the Wild East though, and cowboys are supplanted by interns and artists and more interns. It’s a city that’s hard to love, but just as hard not to.
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Yasmeen Baroness von Schleinitz
I love b&w photographs, they capture so much energy! Beautiful!
really so great!
wonderful!
It is a very thought provoking image. Their attire is different, but the woman on the street and the woman in the huge ad compliment each other well. Both on the move.
this rocks. the writing + the photograph. new fan of your blog and work
The thing that impressed me then as now about New York . . . was the sharp, and at the same time immense, contrast it showed between the dull and the shrewd, the strong and the weak, the rich and the poor, the wise and the ignorant . . . the strong, or those who ultimately dominated, were so very strong, and the weak so very, very weak– and so very, very many.
Theodore Dreiser
the walking lady just fits so well into this photo, this would make a great print for my wall. going to email you about getting a copy
I spent a winter in NYC one year. It was cold. Freezing. Still – so much energy and life even among the snowdrifts.
Fabulous photo! I lived in New York for years. This photo and your description really take me back.
Gorgeous words and photo. I am glad to have stumbled onto your blog, it is a real delight
<3 it.
I grew up in nyc, it's unlike anywhere else in the world. not going to say that I've never complained about it, but it is somewhere i will always call home!
they say if you can make it in new york you can make it anywhere
here’s hoping that’s true
love your blog by the way and your photos are ace
your entries are always so poetic, I look forward to them. I hope you come to Michigan one day.
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It is surely a powerful image is great black and white. I wish for a copy.
New york is always a favorites destination for me when I go to America. The people are not always friendly, but they are honest.
I really like your blog and i respect your work. I’ll be a frequent visitor.
i fell in love with nyc instantly. i think i took a train there. and then a cab ride to my (now ex) boyfriend’s apartment. the ride was insane and terrifying! and amazing. at first i couldn’t even breath the air there but eventually didn’t care. it sounds ridiculous maybe, but nyc just felt like magic and i felt at home. i love how i felt “viewed” there but also left alone, as in, not harassed. and that odd ny mix of surly and sweet. strangers who get and laugh out loud at jokes! and that big city feeling of peace in chaos. yup. love ny.
i especially like the tiny figure in this image here. i totally get that.
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