simplify. my operative word begins the paradox that is new york city. a simplistic attitude that i have developed, attributable to the complexity of the City, oddly enough. equally as peculiar is the ability to retain anonymity in a sea of a diverse populace; a recluse in a dense people mass; conquering the challenge of composure and equanimity amidst its disquiet climate; to be lulled by the intense energy that emits from the deep recesses of its inner core; to appreciate the natural man-made (oxymoron?) beauty of the City's time-torn urban landscape; the urge to escape, even for just a little while, the involution, only to be compelled to return again and again. i  ny! it is home. i have left, albeit geographically, my passion remains. with all of new york city's je ne sais quoi, there, as in the City, will always be my inspiration to pursue my true artistic quests. what can i say...