Jay. 24. NYC.
Aspiring film-composer and music teacher.
Half black and half white.
Heart is in the stars.
Head is in the clouds.
A sucker for the sky.
Everyone has a story. I'll hear you out.
Feel free to ask or submit stuff! I'm super friendly <3
NSFW so lets keep it 18+
My music is being performed in an hour. The feels right now…not very great considering the small rehearsal time. It’s probably going to be pretty good and not amazing, as I planned it to be. The conductor assured me that it will go smooth so here are my fingers crossed…
I also surprisingly gave a kickass speech last night. I was asked to talk about my time here in Colorado and it apparently moved a lot of people. They want me to speak again tomorrow and record me. Oh, how “exotic” I must be to be a black classical musical composer from the Bronx studying composition in the Rocky Mountains. Lol.
Jacek Yerka is a 55 year old Polish artist who decided to take on the artistic route early on. Born within an art-oriented family - both his parents attended the Fine Arts Academy - he was surrounded by materials that captivated his interest in drawing and painting throughout his entire childhood. His sole memories from childhood are of sketches, the smell of paint, ink, paper and brushes.
Planning on seeing a Yankee game this weekend? If you’re taking Metro-North Railroad to Yankees-E.153rd Street station, see Ellen Harvey’s permanent work The Home of the Stars in the pedestrian overpass. This large-scape series of glass mosaic panels captures the south-facing Bronx evening sky in April as it changes from 6:30 to 9pm depicting the radiant cloud-filled sky to a starlit night.
The last few weeks of my life in Colorado has led up to this. You know it’s real when your music is in booklet form. Hope all my tumblr people are doing well
It has been a month since I’ve left the NYC for something the complete opposite. I was slightly moved when looking at these pictures because there might possibly be a part of me that misses it, which is absurd because these mountains and night skies that have countless stars has filled my heart with blissfulness that is so hard to find in the city. The people here are kind, every road is a scenic route, and the bud is legal. In another week I will be thrown back into the busy streets filled with people who care about nothing more than getting to their destination. I’ll have to bring some of this tranquility back to The Bronx haha.