There’s a longing I can’t shake—a pull toward New York City that lingers every single day since my trip last November. Living in Louisiana, I’m surrounded by a culture that’s vibrant, warm, and uniquely its own. It’s home, with all the comfort and beauty that word carries. But New York? New York is something else entirely.
The city pulses with an energy that feels alive, like it’s brimming with dreamers and artists, each one chasing their next big idea. Walking the paths of Prospect Park and standing at the edge of the Brooklyn Boathouse, I felt that energy as if it were a part of me. The stones of the old apartments, weathered by time, seemed to whisper stories of a life I’ve never lived but yearn to know. There’s a nostalgia here, a sense that every corner of the city holds layers of history waiting to be uncovered.
One of my few regrets in life is not living in NYC, even for just a season, when I was younger. The thought of calling it home, of waking up to its creative energy and endless inspiration, is something I can’t help but dream about.
But even in this longing, I find gratitude for Louisiana—the place where my roots run deep. Its food, music, and culture are incomparable, and it’s where I’ve built a life surrounded by family and the clients who trust me to tell their stories. Yet, New York continues to stir something in me, reminding me of the vastness of the world and the beauty in exploring it.
This collection of photos holds pieces of that dream. From the grandeur of The Met to the quiet allure of Central Park, from the liveliness of the Brooklyn Boathouse to the iconic skyline, these images tell a story of a place that feels like magic. Even the stones of its buildings seem to echo inspiration. These are all film photos. I used a combination 120 and 35mm film, and shot on either Kodak Portra 400 and Cinestill. The cameras I used were Contax 645, Contax T2, and Contax G1.
As I look back at these photos, I’m reminded why I do what I do: capturing places, people, and emotions that leave a lasting mark. Maybe one day, I’ll find myself calling NYC home, if only for a while. Until then, I’ll hold onto its inspiration and think about it every single day.
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