the reason I keep forgetting to break out my Diana is the lack of beautiful architecture that this city has to offer. I find myself longing to photograph everyday life back in New York City or the iron crafted balconies of New Orleans. I guess I will have to make due, to find the beauty where it is hard to see. Maybe I can find it in the faces of people.
Meanwhile, I will day dream of tall buildings and the hussle and bussle of the city I left behind. I will live there again someday, I just know it.
