To taste life, so true and real. Sweet serenity.

We often take for granted those familiar faces and places, the repetitive nature of something once new, excitement wanes. To capture that early moment and hold onto it for all our days, true bliss. Looking...

And I played music through the night, alone, echoing through the halls. My life, alive through note.

You might find me cleverly clad, in black on black, at 28th and 7th Ave.