It started with a sarcastic comment about finding beauty in the Hudson, but I took it on this week and began my first body of video work in NYC. It all began with a Sotheby's search when I was trying to date the still-life painting that I found. I discovered the work of the Hudson River Valley School who painted with romantic sweeps of light. I thought about how the Hudson was consistently abused and how an entire community fights to bring it back. As I filmed I was surrounded by whispered comments of potential fish life and the continued recovery that it makes. The Hudson is more than a river here in New York, it is a friend. This friend has seen its darkest hour, and now it is on its way back. I know from my own experience that you are most aware of the light as you enter the darkness. This river still holds the memory of light.
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