On the platform in Cold Spring, NY waiting for the train to Grand Central Station.
Are we imprinted
by the essence of a place?
Does it call us home?
I was born in Poughkeepsie, NY and moved to the house where my parents still live when I was 2 and a half years old. Each time I'm in this area, the air, the smells, the very nature of the place feels...right.





