
a love story: in the blink of an eye
I was once in a coffee shop in SoHo when the song “Spring” by James Brown played over the distorted speakers. Immediately, I had this sharp vision in my head. I couldn’t help but recognize the parallels between the song and the city I had just moved to. I felt as though the song truly mimicked the all the heat, the fast-paced lifestyle, and the irregularness of New York City. Here’s a :22 second glimpse into that.
In New York City, you’re everyone and no one.

