Topohillia

Hub City

New Brunswick, NJ

2005-2012

For much of the nine years I lived in New Brunswick, NJ I carried a camera with me and photographed the city.  It is a small, river city, a college town, a post-industrial city, a lethargically gentrifying city, a city of recent immigrants and working class families that run generations deep.  It can be a vortex inside a revolving door.  It can be an anti-heroes’ Shangri-La.  It can be a group of strangers who realize they are family.  It can be an incubator of ideas, energy and bed bugs.  It can fulfill all of your desires and expectations, if they are minimal or have none.  It is a city I miss regularly; Ta-Ta’s falafel on a autumn evening and basement shows that I would willingly develop tinnitus for again and again.