New York, NYC, the Big Apple. It’s a city that goes by many names. As a native New Yorker, I grew up just calling it the city — a colloquialism that would later confuse friends at college (“Wait, what city?”) and pretty much everyone when I moved to California. The photographs in this collection span more years than any other collection of my images. The oldest image dates back to a warm spring day in 1989 when my camera and I ditched high school for opening day at Yankee Stadium.