In July and August this year I spent some time in New York and New York City, wandering the city’s streets and getting to know just a handful of its secrets. I find cities mesmerising and intoxicating. They are full of lots of little idiosyncrasies, with a personality all its own. New York city has this, with a pull that I struggle to put in words, yet try to capture with my images.
There was a list of course, of the places that I felt I must see… like Grand Central Station,
the museums, like the Museum of Modern Art,
and the Natural History Museum,
like its tall buildings and statues,
the Highline Park,
and Central Park.
Aside from the places I felt I must experience, the draw of this city for me was its quieter side – the side that doesn’t speak so loudly of prestige or modernity, but whispers of a life lived and of reality.
Wandering without the confines of a destination or time really opened my heart and spirit to all New York city had to offer. I learned to listen to the rhythm of the city and was caught in its beat.