Jay Patel

Washington Square Park

She put her strawberry lip gloss on

And a sticky sweet smile on her face

He took an afternoon nap next to the fountain

And woke up to the melody of piano man

One summer afternoon I walked through a park filled with so many young people. It took me a while to observe and absorb the energy around me. I went there again the next day and spent the whole day talking to strangers at the park. After the end of summer I realized how frequently I went there and I had so many photographs of young musicians, artists, skateboarders and kids. The place was so magnetic that there was not a moment to think why I went there so often.

I realized I had just collected memories from my first summer in New York.

Using Format