It’s the last night of March, 2016, and also the last night in my Kips Bay studio. As usual I’ve put off packing until the eleventh hour, and am writing amidst a whirlwind of chaos. Packing my life up feels like ripping off a bandaid, or bursting a perfect bubble that can’t be un-burst. It’s as if someone is…

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New York vs London

New York vs London

Living in New York vs London is a completely contrasting experience in so many ways. There are far, far more than 10 differences between these … View Post
Arriving in NYC

Arriving in NYC

I had pictured myself landing in NYC, elated and energized, quickly in and out of the airport and straight into a yellow cab, cruising … View Post