Just as long as I have been searching for meaningful compositions and striking light onthe streets of NY, I have been searching my archive to find that special shot I took 15, 20years ago or even yesterday. I organize imagery using descriptive words, dates,names and location. For instance, I'll search " BROADWAY" or " BIRD " or "CROSSWALK". Thegroupings that emerge are always fascinating to me, the random connective threadssometimes disparate, tell a story a new story. These stories are about how we move withina cityscape, communicate, love, fight, dance and survive. The streets are like a canvaswhere a piece of wood in a trash can becomes a beautiful sculpture, where the rooftopsare a spiritual respite from the streets — yet still part of the same pulse, the same club.  Theway we move through public space — walking, dancing, skating, or even fighting — has adistinct rhythm, a pace that belongs distinctly to NYC. This is THE WHILES NYC. -Cheryl Dunn