I was watching a movie about Charles Dickens. In the movie he complained about London being expensive and noisy and dirty. And then his sidekick told him - I know you always complain but London is your magic mountain isn't it?
New York City is my magic mountain, I wouldn't be the artist I'm today without New York City and its challenges. I haven't found another city willing to get down on their knees and paint on the sidewalk, elsewhere in the world people are just too skeptical.
Today I wanted to honor New York City and all its wonders - which is actually the people. The following photographs were sent to me by people who participated in memory replacement election day 2020 on Union Square.
I remember a little painter, she was probably maybe seven years old and she stayed and painted for literally 3 hours in the cold.
I wanted to say thank you.
It’s time to leave the mountain, New York will always be in my heart and i will be back and forth but I need space and time to create some stellar things.