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@nataliekoho
between Manhattan and Brooklyn
“Tortured Soul in Soft Light” portraits for Click Models NY, shot in their NYC agency headquarters
#35mm Double exposures shot in the East Village, NYC
#DGmillennials for the NYC opening of the new Dolce & Gabanna Mercer Street store ✨Special thanks for having me!
Had the pleasure (and honor) of working & collaborating with my friend, Aaron Fishbein on a couple of original songs at his studio, "The Franchise," in Little Haiti, Miami.
Bushwick, Brooklyn shoots by Savannah Ruedy
Obsessed with this 70s illustration
Moved to NYC to drown in the arts but silence & solitude were the first lessons the city taught
Christine Lilly Photography / custom necklace by Erica Vermilyea
Something Lost short short ( <25 words)
Sometimes, she felt its presence like a lingering scent or faint melody. Other times, its void was still and cold and emanated finality.
Something Lost short
The day it vanished was the day she began searching. Sometimes, it seemed so near, she felt its presence and was certain she'd happen upon it in that silly, obvious way. Others, its void was still and cold, and a finality emanated that it was gone forever.
Disco in paradise
My Music Mission Statement
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My music explores the dichotomy between Southern nostalgia and urban modernity.
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Since my recent relocation to New York, I have been working on a new solo show that features the intersection of traditional Southern American folk instruments and songwriting with current technologies and sounds. At its core, my music, show, and sound are built around the reimagining of a traditional folk instrument: the autoharp.
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Currently, this project is still a work in progress and this page will showcase the photos and videos of that metamorphosis along with pictures from my portfolio that reflect my essence and aesthetic. My repertoire will feature best-loved folk and blues songs from the Southern US along with original material and re-imagined covers of some of my favorite songs and artists.
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Music history, storytelling, blues and folk music are subjects that I always felt drawn towards. I find the fact that many early blues and folk melodies are of unknown origin, yet continue to be appealing and reinterpreted, both intriguing and encouraging.  In the past when constructing set lists and repertoire, I particularly enjoyed deep research into any cover songs that I chose to perform. Mere memorization of the melody and chord structures is not enough to satisfy my curiosity. With each song, I delve down the rabbit hole, exploring its origins, the life and career of the songwriter, as well as different artists’ versions and how that song fit into their own style and songbook. For example, the Appalachian folk song, “In The Pines” or “Where Did You Sleep Last Night,” exact origin and writer unknown, was later adapted to a blues and performed as recently as 1993 by Nirvana for their MTV Unplugged show.
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Memory and mortality are fleeting, but certain congruities bind us in our shared humanity. Music is one of the few constants that transcend time, geography, gender, and ethnicity.
Even with the passing of All Hallow's Eve, Fall forever seems a spooky season, one permeated by beautiful decay and death
Sides of Manhattan