“Here is New York”

“On anyone who desires such queer prizes, New York will bestow the gift of loneliness and the gift of privacy.”

“There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter–the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these trembling cities the greatest is the last–the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh yes of an adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company. . . .”

 

‘Ze Bubble.

Tonight, Erica and I go to Fan Yang’s (world record holder for biggest bubble) Gazillion Bubble Show! Complete with light, lasers, and ridiculous bubble creations, who wouldn’t want to feel like a kid again and check it out? I will keep you posted on how the show went, but I have to say I have never been to a show like this, and think it might be a unique experience. David Letterman/The Late Show, says about the creator, “The greatest bubble artist in the world.”

Spring Showers.

I have to admit the refreshing rain outside today is great! My jeans are a bit wet, and the sun is not out, but nevertheless the massive plants and trees on my block at work look mighty happy. I work in the Flower District, btw.

Lovely movement, cinematography, and music.

It took me three times watching this before I realized my eyes never noticed the man. He is doing a tremendous amount of supportive work and you never notice him. Damn, he is good.