Thursday

March 26, 2015




New York City is the hardest, most rewarding adventure you will ever go on. The downs help you to appreciate the AMAZING highs!

~Josh G. 
Manhattan

@josh_gonzales

March 19, 2015

Week 16: Something You Love
Read about my photo challenge HERE.
Stars, glitter, and NYC.

(You can get your own sparkly star confetti HERE!)

Tuesday

March 17, 2015

I found myself standing on my old corner in NYC this week for the first time in five months (has it really been five months??). I felt like Meg Ryan in You've Got Mail, "Remember" on repeat, unable to hear anything..."not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart..."



Wednesday

March 11, 2015

Week 15: Sunflare
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Tuesday

March 10, 2015

This past weekend we celebrated 'Sister Day', a holiday I created out of boredom over twelve years ago with my sister Michaela. It has since become a loved yearly tradition in my family, and as new sisters have joined the family over the years we've found even more reasons to celebrate.


This year I got everyone these shirts to wear and we had a nail painting party while we watched a 'sister movie'... This year(and usually every year)White Christmas won the vote (how could it not with all this snow?). It tends to be the top choice due to the 'sister song' which we all must sing along with. 




Then we made five minute homemade ice cream...It was so easy that we were all a little surprised when we checked our bags to see that it had actually worked. We topped it with some homemade sprinkles made by my friend, The Cookie Girl (see her tutorial HERE).


A happy day.

Friday

February 27, 2015

Week 14: Open Door
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Monday

February 9, 2015

Week 13: Faceless Self Portrait
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Tuesday

February 3, 2015

Week 12: The Letter "C"
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Wednesday

January 28, 2015

Week 11: Pavement
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Friday

January 23, 2015

This past week I revisited the city I am still so in love with...

Even in just three months, so much has changed.

It looks different...it feels different. And yet, so much came rushing back so quickly, and it was like I'd never left at all.

What I found so exhilarating - and frightening - was how different I felt, from the moment the train pulled into Grand Central Station, I felt like me again. I felt like I fit. I felt totally and completely at ease and content with where I was and who I was and felt a sense of overwhelming relief. I was unaware I hadn't felt like myself these past months, until coming back.

I felt inspired, invigorated, and like the city was mine all over again.

And then, I ached... I ached because I know the New York that I am so in love with is already a different New York, and I can't help fearing that this pull to return, this contentment I felt walking back down Broadway for an afternoon, might ultimately give way to something sad and foreign the moment I came back for good. I worry that so much of what I love, belongs wholly to the past, and that what feels like home to me, wouldn't anymore. That this relief I found under those bright lights was just a momentary rest in familiarity after three months of travel and new places and ideas and a frantic questioning of where on Earth I belong and what I am meant to do...


My gut reaction is to take any job I can find and get the hell back to NYC... but the risk of losing that sense of joy I feel in brief moments of visitation and memory is almost too much to bear. Missing something this much can make you forget the roaches and rats, the smell of pee in the subways in summer, the hour long train delays on the commutes home from work, the monotonous routines, living with way too many nutty roommates, the crowds, the sirens all night long... 

Trying to relive the past rarely satisfies, and often only tarnishes those perfect, preserved moments you find yourself resting in. 

Or, maybe, the overwhelming sense of belonging that comes rushing back is just that: a sign of where I am supposed to be, and it may be an even bigger risk to ignore the call of home...

Sunday

January 18, 2015

Week 10: Memory
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Riverside Park
New York, New York

January 11, 2015

Week 9: Spring
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Also, check out my sparkle-filled Etsy shop, The Stars Spilled!
Lots of new items added this week!



Monday

January 5, 2015

Week 8: Happiness
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Art is my happy place.

Sunday

December 14, 2014

Week 7: Love
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December 7, 2014

Week 6: Shadows
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