NEW YORK, NEW YORK🏙🗽🌆

It’s the city that never sleeps. From its vibrant culture and city lights to the hustle and flow mentality of every soul, New York might just be the next move.  I know I have always wanted to move out from my home state (Lowell, Massachusetts) and move to a place where I could finally plant my own roots and lay the foundation of my life. As scary and crazy as it sounds the big apple might be destined for me.

So this whole idea started when I recently went for a weekend to celebrate a friend’s birth day.   Long story short it was LIT. I am talking about from the night life to a day of sightseeing. We ended up renting an Airbnb in Manhattan for the few days we were there and commuted everywhere using subway or Uber.  Over the years, I have been fortunate enough to visit NYC several times but it was only this time round where I got to see NY for its true authentic self and I completely fell in love. They weren’t wrong when they said home is where the heart is. In the past when I visited, I only did the touristy stuff. Visiting Times Square, Brooklyn Bridge, Statue of Liberty and so on and so forth. But it was until I got to experience the culture is when I finally fell in love.

NY is well known for its diversity. It’s literally a melting pot of everybody from different cultures and all walks of all life. One thing for sure, you’re bound to at least meet every race and ethnicity. According to worldsrtides.com, More than 800 languages are spoken in New York City, making it the most linguistically diverse city in the world. 4 in 10 households speak a language other than English.

It’s crazy because everybody that I have told about the idea of moving to NY has basically looked at me crazy. They get this look on their face of ‘WTF’. The notion of NY being an expensive city and the fast paced doesn’t scare me at all. I mean it does a little bit but it’s in the sense of the fact that I am getting out of my comfort zone. But all in all the idea of proving everybody wrong and challenging myself on a different level of capacity is one of the few things that’s actually attracting me to it.

In this journey, I have made sure to check other parts of NY just in case this whole city thing doesn’t really work out for me. I had the opportunity to visit a good friend who lives in Albany, NY. Albany definitely shocked me. It wasn’t what I expected it to be. Meaning, I was expecting upstate New York vibes and a whole lot of countryside. (I apologize for my ignorance and bad geography skills.) Although being the capital for NY and way much smaller than NYC, it left a good impression on me. A city that’s way more diverse in every aspect than what I am used to still contributed to my love for the state as a whole. Let’s not forget the beauty of its architectural buildings and its rich history of the American people.

When I think of living in the big apple I picture myself like the likes of Janet mock the co-stars of the new show hustle in Brooklyn, Jessica Parker in sex and the city and some of my favorite people that I follow or look up to. From their career paths to the social lifestyle. Low-key, they have made it look easy but I am ready to hustle and grind to make it in this big city. Failure is absolutely not an option.

All in all I am not putting my eggs all in one basket. The whole point of this post is to put the idea out into the universe and let it manifest towards my end goal. Maybe New York will not work out. It might be a different city or town in Massachusetts or even a different country but am so ready to plant my seeds in a different garden. Wherever that maybe, I am ready to spread my wings and soar.

WHITNEY

They say that in photography there is a reality so subtle, that it becomes more real than reality. It’s definitely a different perspective when you look through the lens of a camera. I bet most of my fellow photographers can relate to what I mean. When taking a picture, there is one thing the photograph must contain, the humanity of the moment. We all view the world and its content through the lens of the human eye. A good photographer must attain that humanity of the moment with every picture through just the lens of a camera.

I got the opportunity to shoot my old time friend Whitney with the help of one of my closest friends Lucy.  I met Whitney through a friend of a friend and it was an instant connection. Her soft spoken voice that filled the room with so much vibrance and personality which was easily recognizable. Oh and you can’t forget that touch of the ‘Lowell hood’ with a sprinkle of a southern belle which she expressed with every reference of “ooooh child” in every sentence of a story she told. She knows what I am talking about.

Whitney was the first person that I experienced the late night city lights of Boston. This was around the summer of 2012 and every other day we would drive my little hoopty hoopty, otherwise known as black cherry into Boston. We would immerse ourselves into the city’s diverse population and culture that we lacked back in our hometown. We shared our dreams and goals to each other as we made promises to our future self.  This was about 5-6 years ago. After losing touch, life as you know it had a funny way of bringing us back together.

Whitney is now about 36weeks pregnant and had asked me to do a maternity shoot of her before she gave birth. Of course I had to bring in my partner in crime Lucy, who is my creative twin that we see eye to eye when it comes to the art of fashion. Lucy helped me execute this one of a kind master piece.

 

Lucy, who’s a Picasso when it comes to make up, helped with co-directing of the shoot and setting up of the scenes. Of course her energy and positive vibes added to the ambiance of the room.

 

What was only expected to be a just a favor for an old time friend, turned out to be the best baby shower gift I could give to her. Here is to you Whitney as you begin this new chapter of your life. I know you’re going to rock being the best mom in the world.  Happy Mother’s day.

Life Update!!

It’s been a while since I have posted a blog but let’s just say your boy has been busy trying to adjust back to reality. All that traveling definitely got me used to living a certain type of lifestyle that I pray, I will one day get back to it.

It’s exactly 30 days till my graduation and the senioritis has been REAL!! 👨🏿‍🎓(The decreased motivation toward studies displayed by students who are nearing the end of their high school, college, and graduate school careers). Low-key, I have had senioritis since my freshman year of college. This is the one thing in my life that’s actually hitting me way before the finish line. Normally, I am one of those people that reality hits at the actual moment. Funny enough I haven’t truly expressed or told many folks about my graduation except close friends and family. Mainly because I have this thing of not really telling people about anything major happening in my life, until it’s actually happening. I may speak of it lightly but not make it serious enough. This is because I am afraid of jinxing it or getting ahead of myself. (I know I am paranoid like that).

This is such a big deal for me. I can’t even imagine that I am finally so close to the finish line to get my bachelors📜. I am not really a school person so you can only imagine the struggle. The only reason I’ve gotten this far is just because I know the importance of education and this is a ‘plan B’ for me because in my head, I know I want to follow my music and acting career. (Realistically what are my chances though?) For those of you who don’t know, I am a journalism student at Lyndon state college up in Vermont.

Now that I am about to finish this chapter of my life, I can’t help but question and wonder what to do with my life next. Actually in all honesty, I am frieking out and afraid. Like I know the whole routine where one is expected to get a job and jump into the workforce but I can’t help but strongly feel that that’s not my path. It also doesn’t help that I have been rejected in a couple of job entrees.  I know I am meant to do something greater that’s even bigger than myself first, then adult later (Travel, Peacecorp/Americorps, follow my dreams….etc). Then again the question is where do I start, where do I take the first step and how do I know that whatever path I decide to take is the right path.

My Maternal Home 🏡🇰🇪🌍

East, west home is always the best. There’s nothing like the feeling of comfort, true existence and peace that you get when your in your own home. They say It’s one thing to live in a house but it’s another to live in a home. All my life, I have had the opportunity to live in different houses but none of them have had the impact like the home that  I was once raised in. 

It’s been over 10 years and the only thing that has kept me close to this house are the vivid memories that I have held onto,from my childhood days. We all have some type of foundation, where your individual roots are bound. For me,this home has always been the base of my roots. The sense of belonging that I got as soon as I walked into the compound, has been a feeling that I have longed for in the many years I have been away. 

When I remember where I have come from, this is the first place that comes to mind. As funny and weird as it sounds, I do believe the man that I am today has been the impact of the time spent and shared memories by loved ones in this house. My dreams, goals and ambition are driven by the values and morals that were instilled in me while growing up here. Even in pure silence, I can still hear the sound of life and feel the warmth of human contact that once occupied this house. 

In the spirit of thanks giving, I am truly honored to finally spend it at my maternal home. At the core where it all started. Surrounded by memories full of love, tears, pain, joy and laughter. 

Happy Thanks Giving.🍴 🦃🍽