These are efforts to find my aesthetic.
All photographs by Eunice Choi, unless stated otherwise.
Somewhere in Brooklyn.
At Cafe Grumpy, Chelsea.
A good friend of mine works here. It’s a quintessential. cliché New York coffeeshop, one that does everything right.
Weekends at Kaffe are always a shitshow, but a good kind of shitshow.
El Rey, a coffee, beer, and soda bar in the Lower East Side.
A shop with a beautiful interior, serving righteous Counter Culture coffee.
Showing the Clarks some TLC before the New York winter dumps all over them.
Feeling a bit weepy.
Details in the Glen.
This place is a sigh of relief, a pause, a walk at a different pace.
It is beautiful in every season, but fall is when you truly smell the earth, feel the crunch of leaves underfoot.
I’ve spent many an afternoon here, and found much inspiration in the swaying trees and the worn paths. It was comforting to be back in the timelessness of the forest surrounding Hamilton.