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September 19 2017

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Central Park, New York City
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Miss this. Ready for Autumn 🍁 (at New York, New York)

September 16 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow… 

BUT WHY?

HUGE interview up (👉🏻 SONY ARTISAN VIVIENNE GUCWA EXPLORES THE STREETS OF NEW YORK 👀)

It’s about how I take photos walking 7-8 miles in blizzards in NYC + why I do it.




Also, lots of info I have never shared!!!

All of these photos were taken during blizzards + storms in NYC


All of these are from my book which just released worldwide:

New York in the Snow


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New York in the Snow… 

BUT WHY?

HUGE interview up (👉🏻 SONY ARTISAN VIVIENNE GUCWA EXPLORES THE STREETS OF NEW YORK 👀)

It’s about how I take photos walking 7-8 miles in blizzards in NYC + why I do it.




Also, lots of info I have never shared!!!

All of these photos were taken during blizzards + storms in NYC


All of these are from my book which just released worldwide:

New York in the Snow


Reposted bythesatanek10 thesatanek10

September 13 2017

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“Love is so short, forgetting is so long…”

I grew up believing everyone around me could die at any moment.

My parent’s religion was an end times religion and so the childhood books that I used to learn to read featured colorful illustrations of people dying in fires as (their) god killed them during the last days which would presumably be happening at any minute. 

I was told that the people in my classes at school who were not the same religion would fatefully end up just like the people in those illustrations.

My inner voice knew this seemed suspect since I actually really liked most of the people in my classes at school (much to the distress of my parents).

But that early insistence that the world would burn along with my ‘worldly’ friends and first crushes informed how I felt about everyone around me.

If my parents went away for a weekend, I was convinced they would never come back and I would immediately grieve as they were halfway out the door. 

If I left my teenage friends as I did when I was taken (not at will) to live in New Mexico for a year in High School to forget them once and for all, I grieved for the loss of them as if I would have never seen them again (I did of course. The year long trip - a last ditch attempt to get me to keep on going with the religion - didn’t work at all).

While my parents used that fear that the current world would end to constantly try to convert and save people, I translated that fear into an almost nihilistic embrace of life in my late teens and early twenties after they disowned me and I moved out on my own.

Long after my parents and that religion was out of my life, I carried that feeling with me: the one that hinted to me persistently that every day could be my last (since I was now 'worldly’) and every person I cared about could perish at any second. It was like a locket I had been wearing around my neck for so long that it burned into my chest searing its impact deep into in my soul.

Every moment felt like it could be the final one.

All conversations, even the silliest ones, felt as if they had a profound shadow edging its way over every joke. Shared experiences had a bittersweet impact. 

I never said goodnight to a friend or lover without wondering if I told them how much they meant to me or if I properly resolved any issues out of a subconscious feeling that I could potentially wake up with them gone. Regret was something I feared more than loss.

I worded that last paragraph in past tense but the truth is I still carry that fatalism with me as if it is woven into the fabric of my existence.


It’s one of the reasons I initially went into pre-med when I finally decided to go to college. Death, which always seemed imminent, just felt like another experience on the spectrum of life and figuring out how our strange outward structures kept us waking up every day was an ongoing fascination.

“My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing…”

I instinctively said yes to Brooke Shaden when she asked me at the last minute if I wanted to come speak at a creative retreat she was having this past weekend. Another speaker had to bow out due to a circumstance of loss and I was apparently on the list of speakers for next year so she messaged me asking if I could come speak and attend the retreat. 

It was a reflex reaction to say yes to that request.

That deeply embedded fatalism that runs rampant in my bloodstream sent shivers up my arm when I thought of missing something profound. This happens to me often. It’s a paradoxical reflex I carry with me alongside anxiety. Imagine saying yes to jumping out of a plane while also being mortally afraid of heights and a loss of control. 

In some ways this weird fatalistic reflex reaction has worked out to my advantage in the past few years as I have literally found myself saying yes to getting into a helicopter while also feeling like my heart would unceremoniously hurl itself up my throat and out of my mouth (for example).



“Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.’”


It was in Western Greenland nearly a year ago on an icebreaker that I remember standing on the deck outside at midnight thinking about the weirdness of time as a concept. 


Earlier that day I had seen a documentary about how time flows differently in the Arctic where there are seasons of darkness and seasons of light.


In a place where darkness and light dictate life and where death tip toes on the perimeters of reality teetering on the thinning ice, time is simultaneously more profound and less profound.

That night, I watched ice float across the vast sea as the snow covered mountains jutted up from the water like heartbeats until the dark blue whisper of night fell onto the sea like a blanket and the impermanence of Earth and humanity was tangible in that moment as if I could touch the ephemerality with my frozen fingertips.


“Reality is a permeable membrane that time slips in and out of,

and time is malleable,

bent by the wings of a plane or the cracking of ice sheets.”


The above sentence is one that I wrote down that night that has haunted me every since.


Until this past weekend.

I spent a year thinking about the above encounter. When I had to write about my book during this year of pondering all of this, I wrote about how fascinated and appalled I was by mortality, about how time simultaneously feels like a thief and an absurd imagined concept.

“Love is so short, forgetting is so long…”

I cried and laughed with so many other creative spirits this past weekend, maybe more than I ever have. While I initially went as a speaker, I relished meeting everyone and sharing in their own mini and major moments of catharsis.


A light switched on in my soul though when I was introduced to another of the speakers. We shared stories about a mutual friend (ironically Commander Hadfield who was responsible for the Arctic encounter above) and laughed a lot. 

I wasn’t aware of what he was speaking about or what his story was until he briefly answered what he would be speaking about before we had to go to scheduled morning lecture. His name is Jeremie Saunders and he was born with Cystic Fibrosis and he will die at any point in the next 10 years, maybe sooner, maybe later. Who knows? Again, time and mortality are simultaneously absurd.

It wasn’t until I heard him give his talk though that everything shifted for me.
His talk wasn’t about how he has perceived his life as carrying out a death sentence but rather how he views his knowledge of his own shifting expiration date as a gift because it has let him live in a way that has caused him to embrace the life and breaths he is living and breathing now. (please check him out: he has a podcast called Sickboy that “focuses on the absurd, inspirational, educational, and often times, hilarious stories of everyday people who are living with serious, chronic & terminal illnesses.” It’s brilliant).

The thing is, we are all going to die.

All of us.

I had heard this fact poignantly stated by Commander Hadfield in the Arctic in the context of explaining his own philosophy on life. 

This isn’t the first time I have thought about this. In fact, I have thought about it for decades. It has peppered every fatalistic thought I have had. 

At that time, I remember looking around the room when Commander Hadfield stated that truth. I heard the audible gasps and witnessed the uncomfortable shifting in chairs.  

We avoid thinking of the fragility of our own mortality at the expense of enjoying it to its full extent because we think somehow that not thinking of it will render us immortal. If we never think about it maybe we can cheat the life cycle and transcend this mortal existence.

It’s the weightiness of how we perceive time along with the lightness of our perception that alters our vision of life. In truth, we are carrying the DNA of an almost overwhelming amount of people who have all lived and died lives, some short and some long in a relative sense, and those lives have had an impact in some way.

So when I listened to Jeremie’s perspective, I felt as if I finally heard someone channeling the absurdity of existence in a poignant and hilarious way as if to let everyone know that life is meant to be lived to its fullest extent.

And I knew right then and there with almost unwavering certainty what I want to work on that may span the rest of whatever life I have left.

“And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.”



I saw the first photo of me in this post in an end of the retreat slideshow. I remember the moment I walked up that path to see what was in the distance. Surrounded by trees, I felt alive. And in an instant I thought of everything I shared in the first parts of this post and how I have never shared any of that to complete strangers. What an either perfectly complementary or divergent set of thoughts to have. 


And then towards the end of the slideshow I saw a photo of Kristina, Jeremie, and myself walking through the same forest and I realized that this may have been the most profound weekend of the year.


“Love is so short, forgetting is so long…”

I met so many people like Kristina and Jeremie this weekend who created a ripple in the fabric of my soul. 

I looked into people’s eyes and ugly cried with every ounce of my being. I shared deep belly laughter with more people than I can count on two hands and hugged everyone as if I would never see them again (because that is what I do as I have just established in this post.) 

I never once went to bed each night wondering if the day was complete enough in thoughts, words, actions. 


Brooke, beyond being an incredible artist, is also a connector of souls. 

Thank you Brooke.


And thank you to everyone who inspired me and touched me in such an indelible way. 


You also inadvertently just shaped the rest of my career.



* all quotes aside from one of mine are from one of my favorite poems by Pablo Neruda - Tonight I Can Write (Poem 20) - if you are unfamiliar - this video below is my favorite way to experience it…

(it’s part of a playlist I made a long time ago about all the scenes and videos that have made a huge impression on my life and art if you are curious: Scenes that have stuck to my ribs and clung to my heart)

The beautiful forest photos in this post were taken by Kim Winey.

September 09 2017

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New York in the snow 🌨Huge thanks for the messages about my book release this week. Away speaking and having fun at @brookeshaden ’s creative retreat this weekend in northern New York and it’s been so lovely to open up my mail and comments to the comments about the book 💕You all are so awesome!

September 06 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

United States Target: New York in the Snow at Target

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Rizzoli Bookstore: New York in the Snow at Rizzoli

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

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What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

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Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

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Back cover:

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I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

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The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



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Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


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What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

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I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

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Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

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I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

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Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

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I just wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to all of you for all of the kind wishes, messages, comments, photos during the release of my book New York in the Snow (came out yesterday officially).
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When I started photographing snowstorms in NYC, every snowstorm felt like one part vision quest and one part exorcism as I tried to give shape to all of the abstract ideas that had been bubbling beneath the surface for much of my life. Those ideas: nostalgia, loss, sadness, anxiety, isolation were relinquished into the snowy air each time blowing back to me with a little bit more clarity each time on flakes of snow.
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That my body of work even made it into a book that is available in actual stores around the world is still mind-boggling to me even now as I sit here writing this message to all of you.
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Every photo, message, comment, review from you that I have seen hasn’t gone unnoticed and has really touched my heart.
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This was a dark year for me but out of darkness comes some light and this feels like a lot of light right now.
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So, thank you for that.

(at New York, New York)

September 05 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

United States Target: New York in the Snow at Target

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Rizzoli Bookstore: New York in the Snow at Rizzoli

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

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What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

image

Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

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Back cover:

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I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

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The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



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Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


image

What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

image

I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

image

Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

image

I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

image

Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

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It’s OUT!!!!!

It is officially out there! My book just released everywhere.

This was my huge passion project and the result of 6 years of walking 7-9 miles through every blizzard, nor'easter, and snowstorm and I have all of you to thank for this for supporting me through this.

So, thank you. Sincerely.

If you get the book and feel like it, a review would mean the world :)

Off to Snoopy dance all day! 

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When I return back to my apartment after walking 8 miles through the snow,

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it’s as if I have walked through dreams all night,

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sleep-walking, gliding through the white remnants of dream-laden clouds

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with my face drawn to street lights that hang over streets like stars

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leading me back to the place where I rest my head.

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And that

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is one of the most incredible feelings in the world.

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I can think of no better photo to share on the eve of my book’s release.

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I have lived in Manhattan for the last 14 years and 7 of those years has been spent on the Lower East Side which has been the closest thing I have ever had to feeling like a home.

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This is one of the streets I walked down when I started every journey through the snow. It was the foundation to all of the photos I took in the snow: photos I took to exorcise all of the ideas and themes that have haunted me for most of my life: loneliness, isolation, what time means in a city that moves at about a million miles an hour, the ephemerality of mortality, the fleeting beauty of dreams and longing.

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This is also one of the streets I returned to. It was the signal that I was almost at a piece of something I could think of as home.

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I had an interview today about my book and the interviewer said (paraphrasing) that he didn’t realize just how personal photography of New York City in the snow could possibly be until our conversation.

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It’s always been almost too personal and raw. These are fragments of my life, my grasping for meaning, and the amalgam of all the things that shape how my eye views the world through snowflakes.

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I can only hope you fine something resonant in these fragments…

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(Yes, my book is out in all major stores worldwide tomorrow - nervous and excited at the same time. Thank you to all of you who have followed along. Hope you enjoy it if you choose to get it. ) (at New York, New York)

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I buried myself in books, movies, and music as a child to travel to places outside of my own bleak reality.
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I still remember the first time I read the Chronicles of Narnia. More than the mythical beasts and talking animals I was more obsessed with the fact that there was a magical world accessible through a wardrobe. That thought provided the fuel to get me through years of darkness. I would similarly read throughTolkien to overwhelm myself with the overall idea of his expansive worlds.
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One of my favorite books is the Phantom Tollbooth, another book featuring incredible magical worlds. My older brother Bryan penned a note to a very young me in the cover of the book (which I still have) stating: “In the hope that you never feel like Milo when he started out.” Milo famously started out in the first sentence of the book this way: “There once was a boy named Milo who didn’t know what to do with himself - not just sometimes, but always.”
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I took that note to heart and I let my imagination soar to places that I would pass through most nights as my head laid on my pillow.
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When you have the freedom to imagine, to write, to build worlds upon the worlds of those who inspire you, you are never bored and no matter how stark your reality is, you can escape at any time.
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When I took this photo in Central Park, the area looked like what I had always imagined Narnia to look like if Narnia had a distinctly New York City feel.
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I stood there as the blizzard winds whipped past my face as tears stung my eyes.
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Dreams sometimes come true.
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(Only 2 days until my book New York in the Snow, a collection of my own dreamscapes, is officially in all stores worldwide. Posting a personal post a night to celebrate its release.)
(at New York, New York)

September 03 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

United States Target: New York in the Snow at Target

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Rizzoli Bookstore: New York in the Snow at Rizzoli

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

image

What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

image

Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

image

Back cover:

image

I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

imageimageimage

The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



image

Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


image

What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

image

I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

image

Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

image

I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

image

Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

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There is a surreality that permeates snowstorms in New York City.

The snow adds an extra dimension of muffled serene strangeness to a city defined by its capacity to appear chaotic.

When it snows at night, the city has a tendency to empty itself of people.

Streets become the upside down opposite world of what if feels like to live in a city: alone, anonymous, swimming through a rushing torrent of people.

As the city transforms into an endless series of ice-halls, the loneliness of urban living is magnified.

There is a beauty in this sort of poignant, heavy-handed sadness that coats the streets.

Photographing people navigating the snowy upside down world has been a focus of the majority of my snowstorm photography over the last 6 years. Telling the story of what it feels like to feel isolated in a city of millions has always been the driver of this body of work.

I have waited for up to 3 hours for the perfect lone figure to tell the story of what the night feels like as snow falls.

On this night, I waited around 45 minutes for this person to walk through the blizzard in this stretch of city next to Bryant Park.

The tree branches here feel like they are always reaching for something more as the lights of Times Square cast an eerie glow in the distance.

And in the absence of crowds, we all seem to navigate the city and the Earth alone, unfettered, constantly trying to connect to somewhere or someone warm and dreaming of these sorts of nights too.

(at New York, New York)

September 02 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

image

What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

image

Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

image

Back cover:

image

I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

imageimageimage

The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



image

Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


image

What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

image

I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

image

Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

image

I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

image

Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

image

So close to the release of this book!

Also, just found out my book will be in all TARGET stores in the U.S.!!!!!

So, so, so excited!

September 01 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

image

What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

image

Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

image

Back cover:

image

I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

imageimageimage

The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



image

Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


image

What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

image

I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

image

Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

image

I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

image

Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

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“And the wind is blowing like it’s the end of the world”, you said…“*

It was a particularly harsh storm that night. The snow was heavy and the wind was whipping through the streets at around 55 miles per hour.

I turned my back to the wind as the eerie silence of the city engulfed me with an existential vastness that made me feel paradoxically small and invincible at the same time.

Something in me, an instinct or something akin to it, made me turn around for a split second with my face to the wind and snow.

And in that moment a couple stopped on the next corner to embrace into the wind under the shelter of an umbrella for mere seconds.

Maybe they were feeling the same feeling.

Maybe we were connected in that moment by the wind rushing into our souls, or by the snow falling from the sky like star matter; glittery white remnants of others who came before us.

Or maybe it was just the fleeting momentary embrace of chance.

Timeless chance as fleeting as snow blowing in the night air.

*This song lyric is from Plainsong by the Cure. When I got home after this storm, all I could listen to was this song on repeat as I went through my photos and edited them because the entire song played in a loop in my head that night as I walked 6 miles through that particular storm especially at this moment. If you listen, listen in headphones loudly to the end with your eyes closed. Most of my images are heavily influenced by music + cinema but I never share the influences…until now.

(My book New York in the Snow comes out in all major stores worldwide next week. Counting down with a post a day of my favorite NYC snow images and the personal stories behind them)

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Back in 2010, I barely had enough money to clothe myself properly in the winter. That never really bothered me since I had grown up in similar financial circumstances. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary to not be prepared for bad circumstances.
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The one thing I did have in abundance were dreams: dreams at night that I would look forward to every day, dreams that got me through the darkest moments. A dream that played on the back of my eyelids over and over again was of one of the first snowstorms in my memory from when I was a child. That feeling was the warm cozy light at night making life a little less cold.
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I had only been taking photos for a few months as a habit to erase the stress of quitting working 7 days a week/10-14 hours a day for a decade all to take out loans to go to college and finish a degree I had to abandon in my early 20s because of life: life that stung most days of defeat, exhaustion, survival.
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It started to snow and I ran out of my apartment in jeans, old sneakers, a thin sweater, ripped cloth gloves, a ratty old scarf and walked a few miles uptown to Central Park from where I lived on the Lower East Side because I couldn’t justify spending money on a train ride.
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There weren’t many people in the park that day because those first few snowflakes turned into a blizzard with 60 mph wind gusts and blowing ice and snow. My hands and legs got drenched quickly in the snowdrifts and frostbite threatened my face and fingertips more times than I can count. I didn’t care though.
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I just wanted to step into my dreams for once.
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And I did.
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This is one of the photos I took that day. I didn’t know anything about photography and probably knew even less about how to use my camera.
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I just knew what I wanted to capture: that feeling of pure, unadulterated wonder.
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(As my book New York in the Snow releases in major stores worldwide next week, I am counting down with a post a day of my favorite images from the book with the stories behind them…)

. (at New York, New York)

August 30 2017

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nythroughthelens:

New York in the Snow 


The book!

Huge news!

My 2nd book of New York City photography, New York in the snow is currently available for pre-order worldwide!

Here are some Questions and Answers about the book:

I live in the United States or Canada. What is the link to use to order the book online?

United States Amazon:    New York in the Snow at Amazon

United States Barnes and Noble:  New York in the Snow at B & N

Canada Amazon:   New York in the Snow on Amazon CA

Canada Chapters Bookstore:   New York in the Snow at Chapters

United States Walmart: New York in the Snow at Walmart

I like to shop at non-mainstream bookstores. Any love?

Yup! :)

The Strand: New York in the Snow at the Strand

Kinokuniya: New York in the Snow at Kinokunya

IndieBound: New York in the Snow at Indiebound

Powell’s:   New York in the Snow at Powell’s

Books - A - Million: New York in the Snow at Books - A - Million

Hudson Booksellers:   New York in the Snow at Hudson Booksellers

Drama Bookshop NYC: New York in the Snow at Drama

I live in the UK or other parts of Europe. What are the links to where I can purchase your book in my part of the world?

UK Amazon:   New York in the Snow at Amazon UK

Waterstones: New York In The Snow At Waterstones

The Guardian Bookshop: New York In The Snow At The Guardian

Blackwell’S: New York In The Snow At Blackwell’S

WHSmith: New York In The Snow At WHSmith 

I Live In Australia / New Zealand How Can I Order the book? 

Booktopia: New York In the Snow at Booktopia

image

What are the release dates for the book?

United States and Canada: September 5, 2017

United Kingdom, Europe, Australia: August 3, 2017

image

Is the book hardcover?

Yes, I am excited to announce that it is available as a hardcover book worldwide!

Front Cover:

image

Back cover:

image

I am proud to say that the printing is impeccable. I have not only included my writing but also the camera settings, cameras used, and locations for each photo …

imageimageimage

The book is published by Ilex Press, an imprint of Octopus which is under Hachette.



image

Any book events or signings coming up?

Of course!

The official one will be a book launch by Sony here in NYC. Stay tuned for info on the date.

There will be other book signings and events around Manhattan and Brooklyn as well.


image

What’s the story behind this book?

I have been photographing every snowstorm in NYC for the last 6 years. I walk up to 8 miles at a time through blizzards, nor'easters, and all sorts of snowstorms. I am forever trying to capture the feelings of loneliness, isolation, anxiety , longing, and nostalgia that are felt as a New Yorker. 

I have always been intrigued by time, mortality, desire, and memory. Snowstorms are when all of these feelings and concepts surface.

image

I paraphrased and read the intro to this book in explore what snow in New York City means to me (plus there are snow sounds and nothing is better than the sound of snow crunching underfoot) …

What’s your story? Where are you from? 

I grew up here in New York City in Queens. My family was quite poor and my parents both moved to America to pursue better lives when they were younger.

In 2008, I was extremely broke and had very little money. I was also stressed out as I had quit my job to go back to school to finally finish the degree which I had abandoned nearly a decade earlier because I needed to work many jobs to support myself.

Living on my own since the age of 17 years old with no family support or safety net put me in the precarious position of working many jobs to keep myself afloat while living in New York City. I worked 7 days a week for quite a while and decided I needed to make a change in my life before my life passed me by and I barely explored my passions.

It took a huge leap of faith to put myself back in school. But I did. I decided to go back to school pursuing a pre-med path.

Without much in the way of material things or financial prosperity, walking became my number one way to deal with stress. It also became a way for me to experience the city like I hadn’t before. I would choose a direction and walk as far as my feet would take me; I still do this.

My walks opened my eyes to a New York City that I hadn’t experienced before. I knew that I wanted to capture the moments and experiences on my walks that made my heart swell. However, I was so broke that I couldn’t even afford a smartphone or a smartphone plan. I went on Amazon and purchased the cheapest point and shoot I could find. At $79, it was a huge investment at the time. That humble little camera had one button and a few settings (one of which was broken!). I didn’t care though. I finally had a tool to explore my view and vision of New York City.

In 2009, I decided to finally post the photos I had accumulated along the way online. I knew nothing about posting photography online and had heard that blogs were a great place to post photography. I literally googled the word “blog” one evening and Tumblr came up as the first search result. I decided to create my blog, NY Through The Lens on Tumblr purely for myself as a way to view my collected images in a beautiful way online.

Since I had no formal training in photography or in-depth knowledge of the rules and concepts defining the field, it didn’t occur to me that I’d have an audience for my work. I honestly didn’t think that anyone would be interested in what I was posting online to my Tumblr blog. However, within a few months of posting my photos to Tumblr, I amassed close to 70,000 followers and I was both humbled and touched by the messages I would receive on a weekly basis.

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Most of my photography is heavily influenced by cinema, music, and other art forms as I have a background in fine art (painting and art history).

I am also endlessly haunted by a deep longing for a place that is unidentifiable but somehow familiar and indicative of what can be seen as home. I am on a never-ending quest to try to imbue my photography of Cities and landscapes with this complex notion Of nostalgic longing.

I am fascinated and interested in exploring how certain tones can produce feelings of different forms of nostalgia and how color or lack of color influences memory and desire.

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I am currently a full-time photographer who is sponsored by Sony and my first book was a best-seller. It released In 2014. You can read about it Here .

I do commissioned work for Hollywood, television, ad agencies, interior designers and also sell ​​my work as prints (and tapestries and much more) here:

New York City Prints and More 

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Can I Where Else Find You Online?

If you are still reading, I love you. Thank you for reading this far into this post. Here is where to find me online:

Twitter

Instagram

Facebook

YouTube



I Also Recorded A Little Teaser Of Me Flipping through my book today in case you are into that kind of thing (I am!) …


It’s my most vulnerable photography because it’s my life’s passion. It feels a bit like sharing a deep secret with the world. 

Dreams are always fun to share.

Hope you enjoy these dreams.

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My book New York in the Snow comes out in ONE WEEK. 

It will be available in all major stores (and indie stores) in the U.S., U.K. Canada and on the front table in NYC Barnes and Noble bookstores :)

So excited!!!!

All info in this post!

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August 29 2017

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nythroughthelens:

The Arctic

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It’s been a year since I went on a trip that changed my life. 

I boarded an ice-breaker on the West coast of Greenland and journeyed for 18 days all the way up to 81 latitude near the North Pole in the Canadian High Arctic with Astronaut Commander Hadfield and a group of 10 incredible people.

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There is a pre-Arctic me.

There is a post-Arctic me. 

And in-between those two versions of myself is the me that I am convinced is still there, in the Arctic, floating on a ghost-ship, wandering the decks at night.

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It took me this long to be able to actually really go through the photos and videos I filmed while there because the last year has been one of the hardest, loneliest, scariest, and strangest in terms of my career and my personal life.


And while I have published a handful of my Arctic photos already and even had a brief gallery showing with Commander Hadfield (my goodness what a bizarre sentence to write), I hadn’t yet digested the full meaning of what everything meant on many levels: on a personal level, on an Earth level, on a profound, philosophical level.

The Arctic was one of the best experiences of my life and I knew it while I was there. That was the surreal aspect of it.

I even talked about it in the moment at 81 degrees latitude (which somehow over 33,000 people have watched, how? why? !…):


When you know that what you are experiencing is a peak and is something so incredibly profound and that it is creating a seismic shift in your soul, it’s one of the heaviest and bittersweet feelings.


The truth is that I am still trying to put this trip into words. 

And I feel like just now, a year later, I am ready to go through the photos.  There are hundreds I haven’t even touched in terms of editing and writing about. 

It’s as if a whole chapter of my life is sitting unread in a book that has been weighed down with an anchor of circumstance.


I would be lying if I said that I didn’t think of this trip often especially as of late.

There is a truth I keep coming back to over and over again.

I was the happiest I have ever been in my life on that trip. 

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This was while standing on the deck of the Kapitan Khlebnikov as the first snow of the trip started to fall as we waited to board zodiacs (small rafts) to go on an adventure. 

That look? That’s not one I see on my face often.

That’s pure joy. 

I may never, ever be in a position where I am with an Astronaut (who is one of the most exceptional humans I have ever spent time with) and a truly phenomenal group of people as the ones I was with and with a ship crew that made me come full circle with my family history (more about that in a later post) and an expedition crew that sincerely helped me get through some of my deepest fears (via Quark Expeditions).

But I have these photos and videos and memories forever.

And while I know that part of me is still there in the Arctic, the part of me that is here that is struggling to know what’s next can’t stop thinking about the impact that the Arctic had on me as I wonder how to turn that impact into another chapter of my life and career.

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I don’t have those answers to what my next chapter is yet but I can share the story of this particular chapter finally starting with some of the self-portraits I took over the course of the trip.

I take photos of myself to mark time. 

I am fascinated, appalled, and tantalized by the ebb and flow of mortality.

Like this moment in the morning when the sun touched the Greenlandic waters and a heavy wind rushed through the fjord. 

image


Time disappeared completely on this trip. 

Temporal matters mattered less and less by the day as the midnight sun lingered on the horizon for hours bathing us in a near permanent twilight. 

image



If anything, I took these just to remember how I felt in these moments: alive, having contemplated the deep losses of my life every night on the fly-bridge: lost loves, lost beginnings, lost ends that I relinquished to the cold night winds that caressed my face. 

image


And here I was - a creature on this planet wind-burnt, hair full of snow and icy-whispers, freckles like pepper sunlight. 

image

In a cold dream of an Earth star, the sun skips along an infinite horizon.

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I would ponder the significance of life, grasping towards the wind that whipped through my hair, feeling small tossed about on an ocean of ice before going back to my cabin.

image

By the end of the trip, I couldn’t fathom leaving the ship.

image

The sea is an enchanteress. 

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It tosses you along with its songs to sirens and rocks you to the lullaby of its stories as it’s hues shift from blue to green reflected in the sky’s eyes.

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I slept to dream the rest of the moments back into existence.

Like the most beautiful sunset I have every seen in a valley that had rarely been traversed by humans where the sun glistened like diamonds…


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Or when we hiked a few hours along the Arctic tundra and ate lichen while the sun played the landscape like a harp.

image

My lips were cold, kissed by the tiny shards of snow that fell and my eyes were watery but all I can see is the silence that enveloped me; a silence so loud that my thoughts were drowned out.

image

In Greenland I told myself in this moment that I would never take anything for granted, that I would hug each moment and memory as deep as the ocean before me.

image

It’s 2 in the morning and I am in the Arctic.

I can feel the best parts of me being scattered along the landscapes like ice shards calving off of glaciers.

image



It’s 2 in the morning.

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….and I am still  floating in the Arctic.

—-

(part 1 of a series of posts about this trip)

(full album of Vivienne Gucwa in the Arctic photos to view larger are here)

(alternate captions that tell the story of each photo here)

(a huge thanks to the Hadfields especially Evan for being the person responsible for getting us all together for this)

(and a huge thanks to Quark for literally the whole expedition and the ship and the crew and, and, and…everything :) )

—-

(My book New York in the Snow releases in all stores worldwide on September 5th)

(Prints for sale here)

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Rainy days are some of the best…

New York City

My book comes out in a week!

New York in the Snow

So excited!

August 28 2017

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nythroughthelens:

The Arctic

image


It’s been a year since I went on a trip that changed my life. 

I boarded an ice-breaker on the West coast of Greenland and journeyed for 18 days all the way up to 81 latitude near the North Pole in the Canadian High Arctic with Astronaut Commander Hadfield and a group of 10 incredible people.

image


There is a pre-Arctic me.

There is a post-Arctic me. 

And in-between those two versions of myself is the me that I am convinced is still there, in the Arctic, floating on a ghost-ship, wandering the decks at night.

image



It took me this long to be able to actually really go through the photos and videos I filmed while there because the last year has been one of the hardest, loneliest, scariest, and strangest in terms of my career and my personal life.


And while I have published a handful of my Arctic photos already and even had a brief gallery showing with Commander Hadfield (my goodness what a bizarre sentence to write), I hadn’t yet digested the full meaning of what everything meant on many levels: on a personal level, on an Earth level, on a profound, philosophical level.

The Arctic was one of the best experiences of my life and I knew it while I was there. That was the surreal aspect of it.

I even talked about it in the moment at 81 degrees latitude (which somehow over 33,000 people have watched, how? why? !…):


When you know that what you are experiencing is a peak and is something so incredibly profound and that it is creating a seismic shift in your soul, it’s one of the heaviest and bittersweet feelings.


The truth is that I am still trying to put this trip into words. 

And I feel like just now, a year later, I am ready to go through the photos.  There are hundreds I haven’t even touched in terms of editing and writing about. 

It’s as if a whole chapter of my life is sitting unread in a book that has been weighed down with an anchor of circumstance.


I would be lying if I said that I didn’t think of this trip often especially as of late.

There is a truth I keep coming back to over and over again.

I was the happiest I have ever been in my life on that trip. 

image

This was while standing on the deck of the Kapitan Khlebnikov as the first snow of the trip started to fall as we waited to board zodiacs (small rafts) to go on an adventure. 

That look? That’s not one I see on my face often.

That’s pure joy. 

I may never, ever be in a position where I am with an Astronaut (who is one of the most exceptional humans I have ever spent time with) and a truly phenomenal group of people as the ones I was with and with a ship crew that made me come full circle with my family history (more about that in a later post) and an expedition crew that sincerely helped me get through some of my deepest fears (via Quark Expeditions).

But I have these photos and videos and memories forever.

And while I know that part of me is still there in the Arctic, the part of me that is here that is struggling to know what’s next can’t stop thinking about the impact that the Arctic had on me as I wonder how to turn that impact into another chapter of my life and career.

image



I don’t have those answers to what my next chapter is yet but I can share the story of this particular chapter finally starting with some of the self-portraits I took over the course of the trip.

I take photos of myself to mark time. 

I am fascinated, appalled, and tantalized by the ebb and flow of mortality.

Like this moment in the morning when the sun touched the Greenlandic waters and a heavy wind rushed through the fjord. 

image


Time disappeared completely on this trip. 

Temporal matters mattered less and less by the day as the midnight sun lingered on the horizon for hours bathing us in a near permanent twilight. 

image



If anything, I took these just to remember how I felt in these moments: alive, having contemplated the deep losses of my life every night on the fly-bridge: lost loves, lost beginnings, lost ends that I relinquished to the cold night winds that caressed my face. 

image


And here I was - a creature on this planet wind-burnt, hair full of snow and icy-whispers, freckles like pepper sunlight. 

image

In a cold dream of an Earth star, the sun skips along an infinite horizon.

imageimage

I would ponder the significance of life, grasping towards the wind that whipped through my hair, feeling small tossed about on an ocean of ice before going back to my cabin.

image

By the end of the trip, I couldn’t fathom leaving the ship.

image

The sea is an enchanteress. 

image

It tosses you along with its songs to sirens and rocks you to the lullaby of its stories as it’s hues shift from blue to green reflected in the sky’s eyes.

image

I slept to dream the rest of the moments back into existence.

Like the most beautiful sunset I have every seen in a valley that had rarely been traversed by humans where the sun glistened like diamonds…


image

Or when we hiked a few hours along the Arctic tundra and ate lichen while the sun played the landscape like a harp.

image

My lips were cold, kissed by the tiny shards of snow that fell and my eyes were watery but all I can see is the silence that enveloped me; a silence so loud that my thoughts were drowned out.

image

In Greenland I told myself in this moment that I would never take anything for granted, that I would hug each moment and memory as deep as the ocean before me.

image

It’s 2 in the morning and I am in the Arctic.

I can feel the best parts of me being scattered along the landscapes like ice shards calving off of glaciers.

image



It’s 2 in the morning.

image



….and I am still  floating in the Arctic.

—-

(part 1 of a series of posts about this trip)

(full album of Vivienne Gucwa in the Arctic photos to view larger are here)

(alternate captions that tell the story of each photo here)

(a huge thanks to the Hadfields especially Evan for being the person responsible for getting us all together for this)

(and a huge thanks to Quark for literally the whole expedition and the ship and the crew and, and, and…everything :) )

—-

(My book New York in the Snow releases in all stores worldwide on September 5th)

(Prints for sale here)

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