1:1000, Bohemian Ideals

Freedom. Truth. Beauty. Love. I rounded out August and started September right by spending the holiday weekend in New York, the big apple, one of my favorite cities in the whole world. This specific trip started with a $1 bus ticket and banter about my next trip to New York with Tori (a friend that... Continue Reading →

Where am I going?

Philadelphia's Magic Gardens. August 2019. I've been doing a lot of reflecting lately. Reflecting on my past, on my present, on my future. Reflecting on my travels, reflecting on being home. Reflecting on making a new home. Picture the conversation. I'm pretty sure most people have had it in one way or another: "Don't worry,... Continue Reading →

Where have I been?

Hi. I'm back. The past few years of my life, since I started this blog, have been a non-stop whirlwind. A good one. But occasionally, one that made taking the time to produce consistent content (that I'm proud to publish) difficult. I debate whether to make this disclaimer for my disappearance or to dive back... Continue Reading →

30 Thoughts [After a Semester Abroad]

The looming nostalgia is suddenly amplified; everyday, I am reminded of what I was doing this time last year when I literally lived two blocks from the Duomo. Last week I was kindly reminded by Facebook and Google Photos that it was the year year anniversary of my departure from JFK and my arrival in Florence. I thought my open letter to the... Continue Reading →

1:1000, A Picture Worth a Thousand Words

A picture is worth a thousand words…I’ve probably heard those words themselves uttered more than a thousand times. In an age where cameras are embedded into our phones and social media reigns over the lives of the majority, there’s a new pressure on photography. “Good” photos are no longer reserved for the avid, trained photographers... Continue Reading →

From Florence to Philly

  The out-of-sync blinking of SEPTA trains getting ready to leave their platforms, the waving of four large American flags outside of a train station that could be confused with a capital building, travelers lined up down the block waiting for their Mega and Bolt buses. This is now the life outside of my window.... Continue Reading →

Leaving Home

As my semester in Florence comes to an end, I'm filled with emotions reminiscent of my high school graduation. Things that were once mundane and unexciting are now filled with nostalgia. I'm constantly met with "this might be the last time I..." The things I walk past everyday and have never done (like the Bargello... Continue Reading →

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