Like my work as a whole the following photos have no real theme.There is no overarching motif or artistic gimmick to get people interested in them for novelty's sake.They are just a set of pictures that I took at the end of my first year of college to help me remember New York.The magical thing about being a photographer is what you remember.For everybody viewing a photo, they only are able to see what is in it.And while it is possible to give photos a sense of story, it is fully impossible to give a complete context of a photo.

Litter is usually not a pretty sight.The word can conjure up images that range from sad to disgusting to scary.It's not often that litter is used in art (although it does happen, usually as some political statement about whales).

I hate small dogs.They bark, bite, and are usually very annoying overall.Despite this, they do have their perks.This photo highlights one of them.Dogs in general just seem to exude joy, which can really help to sell a photo.

Since I was born and raised in Hawaii, I'm more accustomed to different types of flora and fauna.This photo holds special significance to me because of how foreign everything in it feels to me.The tree is not one that grows in Hawaii, the Blue Jays are nonexistent, and the leaves here are green year round.

Usually in street style photography, I tend avoid taking pictures of peoples faces, and instead I try to convey ideas and themes.I believe that I have done that here.Everybody has a concept of the couple under a tree; all I did was take a picture of it happening.

I like this picture because I feel that it's very representative of Central Park.Despite being isolated from the city and surrounded by nature, you can still see buildings sprouting above the tops of the trees.This is one of my favorite pictures of the day.

Similarly, to the last one, you can see the city just over the tops of the trees.My favorite thing about this photo is the balance and flow that it has in all dimensions.First, it is split into thirds of grass, trees/city, and sky. Then, the bright white streak in the sky points you towards the tallest building in the frame, which then flows down into the man sitting in the field, enjoying the scene just as the viewer of the photograph is.

I like this photo because you can see all the branches and twists in the tree, but it's set against a bright blue sky and in warm light.It was still too early in the summer for the leaves to come out, but late enough that the weather was starting to warm up.

Since I won't be back in New York for the summer, and my memory is normally spotty at best, photos are the way that I remember things best.Although I may not remember what I had for breakfast last week, I will always remember the day I went to central park with my girlfriend, sat under a tree, had lunch, and, of course, took photos.