At the Museum

Sometimes a place brings its own kind of happiness. So does a painting. Time spent looking, without words.
Some days stay longer.
At the Museum

Sometimes a place brings its own kind of happiness. So does a painting. Time spent looking, without words.
A moment in Hudson Yards

A still pause in the middle of the city. Where everything feels open for a second.
A still place, no rush at all

Where the day moves slowly.