No Swimming!

08/03/2018

Alas! I've started a blog. I'm hoping this will be an outlet that allows me to post some of my off-the-cuff work. Free from the politics of the industry and the pressure to only present perfect images to the world, I've been wanting a space for my passion projects to live. Works that don't have any brand agenda, any cause or reason, just things that I made because it feels right. 

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This first story was about a day trip we took during one of the sweltering hot summer days in NYC. The air in New York has a pungent and almost sour musk to it in July. The perfume from the street trash clings to the humidity and sticks to everything that passes through it. In a quest for greener pastures, a few friends and I decided to escape.

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We took the metro north train to literally anywhere that wasn't as shitty as the city. We debarked the train after about an hour and found ourselves stuck at a pub in a tiny po-dunk town, not really having the foresight to think about how we'd actually get around once we found our pasture. Luckily I was able to win over enough locals at the pub, and before you know it we were hitch hiking with a drunk lady named Lori. We told her to take us to any water... and she delivered.

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We ended up coming to a stop at this magical little place where the mountains met the lake, which in turn met a stream. More water and nature that we'd had that whole year in NYC. Even though it was clear that the locals knew about this area, it felt like our own. 

 

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We spent all day in this little oasis. A little slice of heaven to someone jaded from prolonged exposure to city life. At the end of the day we heard a loud yell from across the lake. NO SWIMMING! We packed up and left, but that little spot holds a special place in my heart and is a trophy escape for us all. 

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