"Once I lived in an apartment on the 13th floor (called, of course, the 14th) of a building overlooking midtown Manhattan. The windows of the small room where I worked faced south and east, so I could watch, every day and night, the passage of light over—and within—the dense landscape of buildings. Over a period of eight years that I lived in this room, drawing, writing, looking from the windows, I knew each day that I was privileged to have the time to think and work, when so many must labor at jobs simply for survival, and also to have the views of an epic landscape that inspired much of what I was doing." - Ozgur Uckan from Bookmarklet