I like the question because place is the largest driving force behind most of my writing. I have never taken a journey to find creative inspiration. I simply walk and live and, in doing that, I am inspired.
When I stepped back to think where that inspiration most often happens, I discovered that it is both near my home and near water. I think I am still trying to understand why water sets my imagination free. Maybe because it is vast and uncontrollable, difficult to keep, always moving, bending, emptying, swelling. Maybe there is something within it I can not capture and so I try.
Below are some photos of the waters that inspire me. I am lucky to live just steps away from them.
So, where do you go?
|New York Harbor (I live on the the Brooklyn waterfront)|
|Atlantic Ocean (from Coney Island)|
|The Gowanus Canal|