New York City and the Arts

This past Summer I had the unique opportunity to host an exchange student from France for a few weeks as a part of her whirlwind tour of America. Being of similar age to her, I was soon deemed the most relatable member of my family, and was tasked with showing her New York City. All of it, or just the best parts if I could help it.

After spending hours walking from river to river, we took a subway down to Chinatown, where many, many photos were taken. At the time, I was confused- why document every street corner? Later, however, I learned that Paris, for all its charm, doesn’t really have international neighborhoods like New York, and the multiculturalism which I took for granted was astounding.

On my own venture for snapshot day, I came across a scene that would have ordinarily been run of the mill. But through the eyes of a French tourist, the street corner would appear vibrant and fantastic.

The play of light and shadow against the side of the building is reminiscent of the light in a cathedral.

One of my favorite places to go around my neighborhood. It is so relaxing to look at the water and watch the swans.

My parents and I went to this street a lot to have a nice dinner at a restaurant or drink some tea in a cafe.

Lemon Creek Park Bridge

This is where my Mother used to take me when we moved to Staten Island when I was nine.  I come here at night sometimes to hear the lighthouse noises nearby and see the reflection of the moon in water.  This is like my sanctuary.