When I go to NYC, I come home to DC utterly exhausted. Even if I’m dead tired I just can’t sit still or relax for very long. Something magical in the city will slip by if I stay back at the house and have a cup of tea. It’s crazy but I have to be out there walking around! Photographing people, is tough for me, I’m too shy to ask if it’s okay to take their picture and not sneaky enough to do it on the sly. So instead I convince myself that I’m better at artsy stuff like the merge where the horizon connects with the land. It can be buildings or nature but that line has always fascinated me and it doesn’t talk back or want a copy or need a release to be signed. It just exists waiting to be noticed.

Astor Place, NYC