It seems that everybody know something about NYC and this destination is on many to do lists. But I dare to say that there is one NYC that tourists see and other that only you can see if you live here long enough. This city starts to change when you stop chasing something and look around. For your surprise, it is hard to do that here where everybody running and chasing something.

To fully enjoy the city, you need to spend a day running with crowd on a busy NYC streets, you need to spend one day in Central Park, listen to birds and enjoy yourself, and you need to spend one day outside the city, to look on the Big Apple from the side, from Brooklyn Bridge Park, from Staten Island Ferry, from Empire State Building.

New York City can be described in two ways and I have been in both situations. Either you feel that: “Rockefeller Center doesn’t rock, When you’re lonely in New York, Ooh, Central Park just a parking lot, When you’re lonely in New York”. (Sophie Milman – Lonely In New York), or you feel like: “New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There’s nothing you can’t do, Now you’re in New York, These streets will make you feel brand new, Big lights will inspire you, Hear it for New York, New York, New York”. (Alicia Keys – Empire State of Mind)

Perfect day would be when nothing is planned other than my own idea about some project to photograph in the city. When I don’t need to go with the flow, but to go at my own pace. To listen my own music rather than loud noise of the city. Perfect day is to be myself in this big city and that is not as easy as it seems.

New York City is so diverse, so full of everything that you will be able to find exactly what you like to see, listen, learn, enjoy, eat… Everything is here, you just need to know where to look for it.

The city is so big that sometimes it is too much. You need to know some places where to rest and be only by yourself.

People. There is no other place with people like New Yorkers.

As a character I would describe NYC as street Jazz artist with a saxophone or other instrument – so free, so lost and so present in busy, busy streets.

My favorite artists: photographer Lewis Hine, designer Maija Rozenfelde and writer Timothy Keller.