The day I first walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, July 20, 2023, was a scorcher—one of those hot summer days where the sun seems to cling to your skin. The wooden planks beneath my feet creaked softly as I walked, mingling with the hum of distant traffic and the occasional laughter of tourists. The air was thick with the scent of the East River, and a faint breeze carried the sounds of the city—honking horns, snippets of conversation, and the rhythmic clatter of bike wheels. Standing beneath the iconic arches, with the Manhattan skyline shimmering in the heat, I felt a profound connection to the bridge’s history and the millions of stories it holds. That moment, drenched in sunlight and inspiration, is etched into my memory and continues to fuel my sketches.
