Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY, 2007
Four years ago today, I moved from Brooklyn to Kansas on the turn of a dime. It’s a day I’ll never forget– I especially remember the omelette I had for breakfast at a Waffle House once I touched down from my redeye flight. Omelettes in the midwest are no match to the omelettes you get in diners on the east coast, most memorably in New Jersey, but so far, the trade off has been more than worth it. Back there, my art was just a hobby to stay sane in a chaotic environment, whereas here, I’ve been able to make a living off of it in a fairly sane environment. I love Brooklyn for all I gained from my experiences there, but I haven’t looked back..