myfirstnewyork

by Katherine Yaksich

I came to learn that New York is very appreciative. Yes, I know ultimately it is a city of PR – that they tell you what you want to hear and make you think you need what you really do not need. I know there’s always a million-dollar deal in the works on Monday that has fallen through by Friday. But there is always the next Monday. London was all jigsaw jungles and roundabouts and confusion. New York’s geography is direct and enabling; it helps people meet and get things done. It’s very hard to get lost. And in fact, it’s very easy to find yourself.

Susanne Bartsch, party promoter, arrived: 1981

From New York Magazine’s “My First New York”

by Katherine Yaksich

| MY FIRST NEW YORK |  

Exactly 5 years ago today, I fulfilled my long time dream of moving to New York City. I remember it was in the middle of one of those record breaking snowstorms, and there were massive piles of snow everywhere. I was officially homeless crashing at my little brother’s apartment, had zero work lined up, was fresh off of a breakup, had very little money in my bank account, and I was searching Craigslist for photography jobs feeling defeated and wondering, “What the hell did I just do?!!”   

Back then I had no way of knowing that taking that leap of faith and moving to NYC would lead me to Antarctica, many other meaningful adventures, and love. Looking back I do know that jumping off the cliff and moving to NYC has been one of the best decisions I have ever made.  

This is a photograph of me after we crossed the Antarctic Circle during my first trip to Antarctica last season, and probably one of the most raw and honest photos you will ever see of me. My face is freezing, but I am happy and fulfilled, ready for anything.  

#antarcticaordie  

(at Antarctica)

| MY FIRST NEW YORK |

Exactly 5 years ago today, I fulfilled my long time dream of moving to New York City. I remember it was in the middle of one of those record breaking snowstorms, and there were massive piles of snow everywhere. I was officially homeless crashing at my little brother’s apartment, had zero work lined up, was fresh off of a breakup, had very little money in my bank account, and I was searching Craigslist for photography jobs feeling defeated and wondering, “What the hell did I just do?!!”

Back then I had no way of knowing that taking that leap of faith and moving to NYC would lead me to Antarctica, many other meaningful adventures, and love. Looking back I do know that jumping off the cliff and moving to NYC has been one of the best decisions I have ever made.

This is a photograph of me after we crossed the Antarctic Circle during my first trip to Antarctica last season, and probably one of the most raw and honest photos you will ever see of me. My face is freezing, but I am happy and fulfilled, ready for anything.

#antarcticaordie

(at Antarctica)