New York City blossoms as the pavement warms with the first real rays of sunshine, and the trees begin to bud.
On spring days such as this my love for this bustling city is rejuvenated. Just last weekend I enjoyed a magical day walking the streets of NYC, enjoying the bounty of delicious food, thrift store options, chance encounters, and, of course, irritable New Yorkers. My relationship with New York began when I visited the Robert Rauschenberg exhibit at the ripe age of 9 months. As I grew up my visits were permeated by memories of blister-inducing walks, visits to multiple museums, and adventures in trying new cuisines. At one point I became obsessed with taking photographs of my monthly visits to New York City—I captured everything from street fashion to dogs and the farmers markets.
As I entered high school, coming to NYC meant that I was going for an audition for a dance summer intensive or to attend a class at the famous Steps on Broadway. I started to discover the magical dance world which is housed in the nooks and crannies of NYC’s oldest buildings. When I discovered that I would be attending Juilliard, I was almost as excited to begin classes as I was to be living in the big apple. My freshman year I spent hours walking up and down the city, exploring museums, and restaurants of all kinds. Over the course of four years, three of which were spent in a dormitory, and one in an apartment in Morningside Heights, I have learned how to navigate the subway, grumpy commuters, and the most fast-paced and productive city I have ever witnessed. I grew to love and hate the manic hustle of getting through a day in NYC, and to appreciate the abundance of cultures which collide on this tiny island. I think the best way to describe life in New York is through images. I’ve selected a few of my favorites from my years living in NYC. I hope that these offer a window into life in the city that never sleeps.