In my second year of college I was assigned my first solo dorm room. Living in New York City meant dazzling careers, small and chic apartments, avant-garde clothing, fantastic bagels, and rent prices with too many zeros than they were worth.

As luck would have it, when I walked into my dorm, my only window into the outside world faced a brick wall (literally.) I was pretty disappointed, until I went into the bathroom and found a second window (an unheard of luxury in the dorms). The view out of THAT window opened to a very small piece of the NYC skyline. A few interesting buildings and one big, cerulean blue sky. It was like owning a small piece heaven.

For the two years that I stayed in that room I documented the view on a near daily basis. The sky seemed to produce a new shade of blue every morning, each with a new set of cloud shapes. The overcast and foggy skies would strip the shadows and pump the colors of the man made architecture and at night the moon would position itself like it was following the rule of thirds. In winter all became quiet and the gentle snow drifts made me feel like I was in a snow globe. I documented the view daily and then lost most of the pictures a few years later, however, I did manage to find a few. Looking back I remember those two years were full of personal growth with lots of bumps in the road but the small apartment and that one beautiful view provided much needed peace and quiet for me.

The image above is the actual view!