When you actually cross the Brooklyn Bridge, it feels different as a person. You walk through it and when you have, you eat some the pizza from Juliana’s that used to be Grimaldi’s…I mean, it is life-changing in every sense of the word. I’ve always wanted to cross the Brooklyn Bridge, even before my photographer-life, then I did all in under the rain and almost weeping? I mean, really. I took a shot and I glanced myself and praised it in all its glory, I thought to myself, wow–Brooklyn, finally.


Playdate with myself and my Canon



I love Macro photography and always fall back to it when I have time to myself. Earlier this week, I took advantage of that time.




I see the world differently through these lenses.



Doesn’t this flower just make you happy? It’s a dime sized flower, but when I saw it in the bigger screen, it was love at first sight.