• Writing

    Living Like Ghosts

    In modern life, the colors of individuality and anonymity can blend into a complex pattern. I often ponder the desire of many to simply live their lives, and then be enveloped by oblivion upon their departure from this world. The societal shift towards seeking obscurity puzzles me, as it stands in stark contrast to one of my deepest fears—the fear of being forgotten. Throughout my life, I’ve tread the path of the unsung heroine, performing acts of kindness and courage without the expectation of accolades or recognition. My actions are driven by an innate sense of duty and compassion, never craving for the spotlight. Yet, the human part of me…

  • Diary

    Difference Has Been A Constant Companion

    This morning, after yet another restless night filled with tangled dreams and half-formed thoughts, I found myself lying awake, staring at the ceiling. It’s become a ritual of sorts, a quiet moment before the dawn, where I turn inward and ponder over the adventure that has been my life. It’s been a journey akin to an errant beam of heat seeking out a distant star, always flickering, always different from the paths taken by those around me. As I lay there, the gentle sound of rain against my window seeped into my consciousness. The rain, with its persistent, misunderstood droplets, seemed to echo the feelings I’ve harbored for much of…

  • Diary

    This Summer, I’m Cranking It Up To 11

    As the snow finally decides to retreat and the greenery in Vermont timidly peeks out, signaling the arrival of warmer days, my heart does a little happy dance. This is the time when my mind starts spinning with plans for the summer. This summer, I’m planning to crank it up to 11 on the fun and adventure scale! In the spirit of making the most out of the sunny season, I’ve scribbled down a list of things I want to do. This list isn’t in any particular order, but each item on it sparkles with the promise of making this summer absolutely unforgettable. First off, imagine the thrill of creating…

  • Photography

    Lincoln Center, New York City

    I took a trip to the iconic Lincoln Center in New York City, a premier destination for the performing arts. The expansive space in front of the Lincoln Center is often brimming with activity, but on this day it was more serene, with only a few individuals milling about, perhaps reflecting on the day or enjoying a quiet moment in the city’s hustle and bustle. February 2024

  • Photography

    Jaguar XJ6 Series I

    Against a backdrop of bricked facades and snow-dusted streets, sits a classic Jaguar XJ6 Series I, its pastel green finish reminiscent of a bygone era of style and grace. This isn’t just any street; it’s Bank Street in New York City, a place that holds more than just cars and cobblestones—it cradles memories of my childhood. The snowflakes cling to the cold metal, adding a touch of winter’s delicate poetry to the scene. It’s more than a picture—it’s a snapshot of history, heritage, and personal nostalgia, all parked side by side on an ordinary day. February 2024

  • Photography

    Greenwich Avenue

    The corner of Bank Street and Greenwich Avenue, usually bustling with the rhythmic pulse of urban life, finds itself wrapped in an unusual silence today. It’s as if the city itself has taken a gentle pause, allowing its residents a momentary respite from the relentless pace of everyday life. The corner of Bank Street and Greenwich Avenue offers a peaceful interlude in the otherwise dynamic narrative of New York City. I’m reminded that even the most relentless urban landscapes can offer moments of tranquility and reflection, inviting us to pause, look around, and appreciate the quieter, softer aspects of city life. February 2024

  • Diary

    Advice I Wish I Could Have Given To My Teenage Self

    Recently, I’ve found myself lost in thoughts, sparked by a question proposed by Content Catnip that resonated with me… What advice would you give your teenage self? This question takes me on a voyage back in time, a chance to whisper wisdom into the ears of my younger self, navigating the complexities of adolescence. Reflecting on this, I realize there are a multitude of things I wish I could have imparted to my teenage self, insights gleaned from the lessons and experiences that life has since unfurled. First and foremost, I would tell my younger self that it’s okay not to have your life figured out. Back then, the pressure…

  • Photography

    Something Good Is Worth Finding

    In the rush of our daily lives, we often hustle past the small wonders that grace our paths. Yet, this simple, heartwarming sticker on a worn urban pole whispers a timeless truth that resonates deeply within us–something good is worth finding. It’s a reminder, almost maternal in its gentleness, that amidst the grit of the city streets and the endless striving, there lies hidden treasures of joy and beauty. It encourages us to slow down, to seek, and to appreciate. The good we find might be a moment of kindness, a piece of art that stirs the soul, or a personal triumph that comes from perseverance. Each good thing we…

  • Photography

    Down On Bleecker Street

    New York City, often bustling with relentless energy, takes on a serene hush, as if pausing to admire the soft white blanket of snow. Bleecker Street, nestled in the heart of New York City, is quiet today. Pedestrians, few and unhurried, leave transient trails on the slush-tinted pathways, their breaths visible in the crisp air. A green street vendor’s canopy adds a splash of color to the monochrome palette, a reminder of the city’s ever-present vibrancy. At the traffic light, the green signal winks, offering passage to an unseen throng of vehicles, its glow a solitary spot of warmth in the wintry scene. February 2024

  • Photography

    The Family

    A wintry scene at Bleecker Street Playground, with Chaim Gross’s evocative sculpture, “The Family,” as the focal point. Created in 1979, Gross’s work stands out against the backdrop of snow-dusted trees and a red-bricked building, emphasizing the connection and unity depicted by the figures. The statue, adorned with a gentle layer of snow, with figures that appear frozen in time, their interlocked forms suggesting the timeless nature of familial bonds. The playground is mostly deserted, aside for a few individuals in the background, perhaps due to the cold weather, which further highlights the statue’s presence.