Tag: brooklyn
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Remembering is subjective~
There was a winter tree above me on the Brooklyn bridge where a black bird flew overhead crying loudly, or was there? Day 80 of 365~
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Worlds colliding~
Some days it feels as though it is just impossible to catch up with all what we task ourselves to do. It seems as though time is standing there as a slave driver and a grim reaper screaming: “it’s later than you think”. On days like that I take a deep breath and remember that…
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Dreaming of a better tomorrow~
We can sometimes as humans feel the weight of the world as events unfold around us, shudder at the uncertainty, fear the onset of darker days on this planet, but despite it all, hope lives. Even when just a tiny spark of well-being pushes us on to defy the darkness with light, the dream of…
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Till we meet again~ NYC
Two fantastic workshops had, a gazillion steps walked, reconnected with old dear friends, one bagel eaten, a couple of New York slices enjoyed, new restaurants discovered, museums visited, and the awesome vibe of NYC felt… Now I can sigh and fly home. Day 28 of 365 About to board my plane a little richer with…
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Adventures in Dumbo~
In Dumbo, the bit of urban neighborhood that defines itself by the fact of living under a bridge, there is much adventure to be had. If you are a photographer then that would be an ideal playground and every other child seems to play nice. And to think that this neighborhood didn’t even exist when…
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A Beacon of Opportunity~New York City
How many people come from so far away to this magical island with the seeds of their hopes and dreams in their pockets hoping to grow a small beginning here among the giants… some give up and others stay and continue the search for as long as the city lets them. Day 26 of 365…
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Today was a one of reconnecting with friends that I was never really disconnected from. Time and distance vanish at moments like these and only the value of a good relationship stands out at the end of the day. And along the way I got to explore Industry City and Greenwood Cemetery, both places most…
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Day 26~ November 26th~ New York
Ask anyone who rides the subway for more than one hour a day and they will be sure to have some strange stories to tell you. I have a few. I realize that with this month’s postings a lot of memories and stories keep floating by, and that is because I left them there. On…
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Day 23~ November 23rd~ New York
Why is it that our memories fade and blur like shadows of what has been, and only moments of passion and pain remain vivid in our minds?