The first time I ever visited New Yawk was in 1988 on a travel bursary when I was a hungry art student at Nottingham Trent University and persuaded my new boyfriend Tim to accompany me. Money was too tight to mention in them days, penniless art students that we were - so we would often walk into a shopping mall food hall, sit down at a recently vacated table and eat the leftovers - one night I remember staggering back to our room at the YMCA when I noticed a classic triangular slice of New York pizza on the pavement - somebody - not as desperate as I , had literally dropped it and couldn’t be bothered to stoop down and pick it back up ... it didn’t matter that it had a bite sized chunk taken out of it ...to me this was a prize dinner to be shared between us... we always travelled light , spending our time not wandering the abundant museums and galleries - but searching the sidewalks for tasty pieces of junk that overloaded the airplane luggage compartment on our flight back home to be dragged into the studio and welded into a creation of our imaginations... Shot on the sidewalk between Prince and Crosby by @jaaphotos #newyork #pattismith #justkids #pizza #🍕