Three years ago today I left Brooklyn and came back to Kansas.. I always celebrate it because it was perhaps one out of two of the most significant events of my life. My life in Brooklyn was the best, most grueling schooling I couldn’t get a student loan for. And coming back “home” opened my eyes to the world with a whole new appreciation.
This was the very first photo I took when I got here. There were asian lady beetles everywhere (there’s one on the window sill) and I decided to embrace them… however you can embrace asian lady beetles (my way was to photograph them).
Brooklyn seems like a whole other lifetime ago, and in a way it was. I left mostly everything behind.. my computer even died about six hours before I left for the airport. And it phased me momentarily, but in the end it didn’t really matter. All the things that mattered I brought with me.