What is there to say about New York City that hasn't already been put into a great song or film or book? Something can, however, be said of a twenty nine year-old filmmaker who has never seen the Big Apple in person, sure. The city's influence pulsed through my Midwestern veins long before my arrival, and I suppose it was only a matter of time before it would swallow me whole.
That time has not come. But it may be on the horizon. My partner Dylan and I made our way to the city for an easy-breezy corporate gig with a good friend and fellow DP, and along the way sights were seen, many smells were smelled (at times to great chagrin), and a wonderful gluten-free coconut donut was consumed. My belly and mind settled quite nicely.
Along the way, I snapped a few photos. Not nearly as many as I would have liked, but the memories linger like the taste of a first kiss.