
Sprinting around the city from task to task is what I do everyday. It is my routine, regular and perfect and repeated (with the exception of occasional interruptions like hurricanes). In my own schedule pattern, I began to look around my terrain and notice the city’s patterns. Of course, there are scheduled trains, stoplights, store openings, trash removals, all somehow syncing perfectly with each other and the city’s inhabitants. But there is also an aesthetic schedule: a subtle yet distinct pattern of all the concrete panels and painted details and building silhouettes. I started photographing some of the most intriguing patterns, such as the subway tiles on the right, which I saturated to bring out
the interesting tones in the cement.
It’s almost hilarious how I complain about measuring everything and account for details, when New York’s amazing patterns and geometry are all a direct result of this exactness. The buildings, the street panels, the road lines, it’s all based on design precision and perfect repetition. Seeing the immaculateness and scale of this design perfection makes me realize the importance of all the little details.
In a way, the geometry in the city’s design inspires my own

I also am in love with the cohesiveness of all the shapes and patterns, as if they were all looks from New York’s latest collection. They all seem to blend together into one large,

Though I may not be an architect, landscaper, or
engineer, I can certainly still appreciate and take from the designs I literally walk over everyday of my life.