Skybridge of Dreams
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Skybridge and fire escapes. Tribeca, New York City.
Parts of the city entwine itself around my thoughts nestling deep into my memory making visual imprints I can’t ignore. It’s this scenery that makes me fall in love with this city over and over again. I fall in love with different streets furiously and often. Each one charms me in a completely different way. It’s in the way the light falls on fire escapes, the windows that cast a warm glow onto the street, the architecture that holds the ghosts of decades past deeply in its arms.
A very visceral reaction occurs when I come across scenery that moves me. It’s an emotional feeling which I can only compare to the feeling of listening to music that inspires me. I have been a musician since I was four years old. Music was my first passion. I would frequently lose myself in hours of piano playing; time froze in those moments. The world spun around me in a dizzying circle while I remained perfectly still. It’s the same feeling I get when I listen to certain music: an overwhelming sense that my heart could leap out of my chest at any minute.
I get this same exact feeling with photography. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.