New York City

The first time I went to New York City was fall of 2015. I decided that it was dirty, exhausting, and in no way worth the hype. After returning to Chicago I caught an itch to return, in March 2016 my gracious aunt invited me to town and I became addicted to the city. Between the beginning of March and the end of April I had a friend offer me a place to live in Brooklyn and decided that I needed to feed the fire. In June I'll be moving to New York to start an entirely new chapter of my life. 

These images are from a week of long walks, hazy nights, new friends, and barely being awake. 

Throwback Thursday #1

It's outrageous how many photographs I'll take that absolutely nobody will ever see; not because I dislike them or that they're bad photographs, but because they don't fit with my brand or what I'm actively working on at the time. I stumbled into an old folder from college, which means it was a folder-within a folder- within a folder-full of disorganized content. Then I found myself digging through all these scans of negatives and portraits of friends that have never seen the light of day and now that I have a blog, I think they deserve to.