"New York with its plastic gloss, glittering, noisy.
Translucent glare on all things, from shop windows to cars, to lights.
The poetry of a motion without shake, a dancing action.
Translucent glare on all things, from shop windows to cars, to lights.
The poetry of a motion without shake, a dancing action.
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm."
Anaïs Nin, The diary 1934-1939
Anaïs Nin, The diary 1934-1939
Neon lights during a freezy winter in the streets of New York, 1984-85
