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New York City Townhouses on a Tree-Lined Street - By Vivienne Gucwa On days like this, it's as if the rest of the world has slipped away with the winter somewhere past the visible horizon into the realm of distant memories. On days like this, the sun exhales through the trees that spread their newly adorned limbs out in a welcoming embrace. On days like this, the city lingers in a promise whispered on a warm breeze. On days like this, the light is a dream that makes its way into reality. On days like this, there is nothing else that matters. --- This image was taken this past weekend as I walked around Manhattan for hours soaking in the gorgeous weather. I have mentioned my severe brownstone envy in other posts before. I believe that townhouses fall under this same category. To re-iterate, I grew up in Queens (another borough of New York City), and the brownstones in Manhattan and Brooklyn tugged at my heart constantly. Their enormous doorways always seemed to be flanked by extravagant stairways and every window seemed to be a frame encapsulating an enticing painting. There wasn’t anything that came close to these beautiful works of architecture where I grew up in Flushing, Queens. And don't even get me started on the Cosby Show which added to my angsty brownstone envy on a weekly basis. I still stop in my tracks and swoon when I come across a particularly beautiful set of brownstones or townhouses. I imagine all of the narratives that could have possibly occurred in these fantastical works of architecture and it's enough to take me right back to feeling exactly how I did when I was growing up in Queens. ---
Bushwick Street Art - Brooklyn - New York City - By Vivienne Gucwa The sky wavered in mood earlier today displaying an angsty mix of rage-puffed storm clouds and baby blues streaked by sunlight. It was the perfect backdrop for Bushwick's incredible array of street art murals that pepper the industrial urban landscape. I have been spending an inordinate amount of time in Brooklyn lately. My other half was born in Brooklyn (I like to refer to it as his "hatch-zone") and is a great walking-off-steam companion. And so we keep ending up in interesting places on these walks. Bushwick was never really a friendly place when I was younger (this is a severe understatement). It's fascinating to see the stage of evolution it seems to be in currently. The factories are all still there but there is also an amazing amount of art that seems to be thriving on the walls of Bushwick. Growing up in Queens ogling 5 Pointz, a large industrial space transformed into a premiere space for graffiti/street artists to cover in art, I was sad to hear that 5 Pointz will eventually be razed. However, Bushwick seems to have a blossoming 5 Pointz feel at this moment in time which is exhilarating to witness. Who knows what the future holds for Bushwick? But, for now, it's a perfect mix of grit and art. ----
Chinatown- Under the Manhattan Bridge - New York City Street - By Vivienne Gucwa When winter shifts into spring, the light shifts too. Stark, short afternoons that end too abruptly morph vivid, warm afternoons that linger until the sky relents. ---- This was taken on a stark, short afternoon that was only mildly flirting with spring a week or so ago before the city erupted into full-on springtime mode. This is one of my favorite parts of Chinatown under the Manhattan Bridge. ----
New York Winter Night - East Village Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa A woman walks down a snowy street in the East Village while snow falls and blankets the city at night. The East Village is a neighborhood in lower Manhattan. This was taken during the winter storm Nemo at the beginning of the snowfall. --
New York Winter Night - East Village Graffiti and Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa A person walks down a sidewalk covered in snow next to a storefront covered in graffiti in the East Village, a neighborhood in lower Manhattan as snow falls and blankets New York City at night. ---
New York Winter Night - New York Public Library 5th Avenue in the Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa A person walks under cover of an umbrella under falling snow on 5th Avenue in front of the beautiful Beaux Arts architecture of the New York Public Library in midtown Manhattan at night. Taken during winter storm Nemo, the snow created a magical atmosphere as it blanketed New York City. ---
New York Winter Night - Times Square in the Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa Two people huddle under umbrellas as a yellow taxi cab slowly crosses an intersection in Times Square during winter storm Nemo in New York City. Snow covers the street and swirls around under the multitudes of lights that illuminate Times Square at night. ---
New York Winter Night - 42nd Street in the Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa A bicycle sits covered in snow along 42nd Street in midtown Manhattan during winter storm Nemo. As the snow falls on the ground and on the beautiful fence that lines Bryant Park, a person with an umbrella makes their way through the snowfall in New York City. ---
New York Winter Night - Bryant Park Covered in Snow - By Vivienne Gucwa On a beautiful winter night in midtown Manhattan during winter storm Nemo, snow fell onto the city creating the most enchanting winter landscapes. This photo was taken in Bryant Park while the snow was still falling. ---

New York City Townhouses on a Tree-Lined Street

- By Vivienne Gucwa

On days like this, it's as if the rest of the world has slipped away with the winter somewhere past the visible horizon into the realm of distant memories.

On days like this, the sun exhales through the trees that spread their newly adorned limbs out in a welcoming embrace.

On days like this, the city lingers in a promise whispered on a warm breeze.

On days like this, the light is a dream that makes its way into reality.

On days like this, there is nothing else that matters.


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This image was taken this past weekend as I walked around Manhattan for hours soaking in the gorgeous weather. I have mentioned my severe brownstone envy in other posts before. I believe that townhouses fall under this same category. To re-iterate, I grew up in Queens (another borough of New York City), and the brownstones in Manhattan and Brooklyn tugged at my heart constantly. Their enormous doorways always seemed to be flanked by extravagant stairways and every window seemed to be a frame encapsulating an enticing painting.

There wasn’t anything that came close to these beautiful works of architecture where I grew up in Flushing, Queens. And don't even get me started on the Cosby Show which added to my angsty brownstone envy on a weekly basis. I still stop in my tracks and swoon when I come across a particularly beautiful set of brownstones or townhouses. I imagine all of the narratives that could have possibly occurred in these fantastical works of architecture and it's enough to take me right back to feeling exactly how I did when I was growing up in Queens.


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New York City Townhouses on a Tree-Lined Street - By Vivienne Gucwa On days like this, it's as if the rest of the world has slipped away with the winter somewhere past the visible horizon into the realm of distant memories. On days like this, the sun exhales through the trees that spread their newly adorned limbs out in a welcoming embrace. On days like this, the city lingers in a promise whispered on a warm breeze. On days like this, the light is a dream that makes its way into reality. On days like this, there is nothing else that matters. --- This image was taken this past weekend as I walked around Manhattan for hours soaking in the gorgeous weather. I have mentioned my severe brownstone envy in other posts before. I believe that townhouses fall under this same category. To re-iterate, I grew up in Queens (another borough of New York City), and the brownstones in Manhattan and Brooklyn tugged at my heart constantly. Their enormous doorways always seemed to be flanked by extravagant stairways and every window seemed to be a frame encapsulating an enticing painting. There wasn’t anything that came close to these beautiful works of architecture where I grew up in Flushing, Queens. And don't even get me started on the Cosby Show which added to my angsty brownstone envy on a weekly basis. I still stop in my tracks and swoon when I come across a particularly beautiful set of brownstones or townhouses. I imagine all of the narratives that could have possibly occurred in these fantastical works of architecture and it's enough to take me right back to feeling exactly how I did when I was growing up in Queens. ---

New York City Townhouses on a Tree-Lined Street

- By Vivienne Gucwa

On days like this, it's as if the rest of the world has slipped away with the winter somewhere past the visible horizon into the realm of distant memories.

On days like this, the sun exhales through the trees that spread their newly adorned limbs out in a welcoming embrace.

On days like this, the city lingers in a promise whispered on a warm breeze.

On days like this, the light is a dream that makes its way into reality.

On days like this, there is nothing else that matters.


---

This image was taken this past weekend as I walked around Manhattan for hours soaking in the gorgeous weather. I have mentioned my severe brownstone envy in other posts before. I believe that townhouses fall under this same category. To re-iterate, I grew up in Queens (another borough of New York City), and the brownstones in Manhattan and Brooklyn tugged at my heart constantly. Their enormous doorways always seemed to be flanked by extravagant stairways and every window seemed to be a frame encapsulating an enticing painting.

There wasn’t anything that came close to these beautiful works of architecture where I grew up in Flushing, Queens. And don't even get me started on the Cosby Show which added to my angsty brownstone envy on a weekly basis. I still stop in my tracks and swoon when I come across a particularly beautiful set of brownstones or townhouses. I imagine all of the narratives that could have possibly occurred in these fantastical works of architecture and it's enough to take me right back to feeling exactly how I did when I was growing up in Queens.


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