The look on her face as she takes her first bite of a New York City street slice. . .. ... #delaneygray in #newyork #pizza #streetslice #wegotokeepwalking #seeingthesites #firstvisit (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoZOPdPhxCh/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1i83kb2icw0tz

The look on her face as she takes her first bite of a New York City street slice. . .. ... #delaneygray in #newyork #pizza #streetslice #wegotokeepwalking #seeingthesites #firstvisit (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/BoZOPdPhxCh/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1oloy5d269eme

The right name will arrive, but for now I just want to document my interest in the spaces of the city which do not and cannot belong to anyone. I truth, architecture is the opposite of space. Space is what exists where architecture isn't. What is left over, is ours. Streets belong to the people who are on their way somewhere. Interiors belong to people who already knew where they were going. In many ways, perhaps, concerning oneself with exteriors is a rather opposite affair than with interiors. Most of the city's interiors are not ours. We will never see the inside of the corner apartment facing the Seine or the West Village townhouse overlooking Washington Square. But we will walk along Rue Bonaparte and Macdougal Street to get there, for these streets are ours. This is to be an investigation into the elements of the street as is understood in a section. Unfolded linear slices of good streets and bad streets will be analyzed, scrutinized, and celebrated for their composition and function.