New York is a big town. It encompasses 5 boroughs and over 7 million people call it home. I moved here in 1977, other then a back and forth for graduate school, I’ve never left. I’ve lived here longer then any other place.
To live and work here, one has to have a love/hate relationship. New York is tempermental. One day she smiles down upon you and the next she throws it all over you forcing you to swim against the tide. It can be an amazing place with so many things to do and see. A true melting pot of the world’s ethnographic make-up. It’s not for the faint of heart as to live, work, and raise a family here. It can really wear one down. It can tax you to the limit navigating the streets with a child in tow. A simple task as visiting a friend downtown or in another borough can be a nightmare if public transportation is not running properly. One can have loud unruly neighbors or an employer prone to vial outbursts. But it is this love/hate that keeps one here. There is truly no other place like it.
For this project, introduction, since the city as a whole can be my neighborhood, I focused on my own little corner of the upper west end of Harlem, Hamilton Heights. I moved to this neighborhood in 2005, just before my wife Nicole and I married. I was a long time East Village resident, and she was a Brooklynite. We needed space that we could afford. This little area was the best compromise at the time. Now, we have a soon to be 6 year old addition to our family, our son Ethan.
Here below is Hamilton Heights as I see it. These images are part of a larger project, “Broadway”, that I have been working on for the last 10 years.