Stitch Merchant



It was on the life list.
Visit New York City.
I went in May and I loved it.
The love was almost instant.
And it was a head over heels affair.

New York is a city of contradiction. Too many people. Not enough people. Concrete. Trees. Garbage. Food. Expensive suits. Rags. Stench. Perfume. Wealth. Poverty. Obstructed vision. Mile-long vistas. History. Brand spanking newness.

And this contradiction surrounded me in every square inch that I occupied. It could flip from one to the other in less than a second. Sometimes I could see it coming and others I was blind-sided. And I think it's this constant contradiction that creates that electricity most people associate with New York. That place is alive. And there is no better way to feel alive and be inspired than to surround yourself with it and immerse yourself in it. Even it's only for 5 days once in your lifetime.

I took a lot of pictures. About 800. Ahem. And averaging over 100 a day seemed like a lot until I compared it to my recollections. I should have taken more. But with my camera plastered to my face I would have experienced less. Another contradiction.

I will be posting a lot of pictures of NYC in the next little while. I might end up smothering you with them but it will be a nice alternative to the stagnant air that has been filling this space as of late.