I love New York City

It was pouring outside, and I was debating whether or not I should go to the city to a Photographers seminar sponsored by Photoshelter and Adorama. To attend or not to attend, that was the question. Finally, I decided to get out, confront the wind, rain and the cold, and I headed to the city. A bus and a subway ride later, I was home.

The water dripping on the entrance to the subway, the sound of the train making its way downtown, people rushing during peak hours, the taxis, the sirens: this is home. It’s been a good couple of years since I graduated from film school, and I haven’t been back to 23rd street, but walking through these streets, I couldn’t help but be inspired; the Flat Iron building, 5th avenue, the photographs hanging from store windows, its people. I don’t know how best to describe it, but there is something different in this city. I head back home happy about what I’ve learned, but happier to be inspired once more by this beautiful city.

From accross the river, it sits quiet, the vibrant and beautiful New York City.