This is the last official post from my month in New York City, a month that began with tromping through snow and ended with a sunny stroll to get gourmet doughnuts.
The intent was to craft a Kangeiko, a period of cold practice, by taking photographs everyday: a way to work on my photog skillz and really look at the City.
When you look at New York City, it’s hard not to see actors (my sightings this time were SNL’s Bill Hader and 30 Rock’s Pete), and impossible not to see, almost constantly, the Empire State Building.
Some monuments are obscured by their iconographies, shelved as place-holders or hidden behind statistics and giant apes – did you know it was the first building over 100 stories, was constructed in little over a year on a site that was once a farm with a running creek and later the Waldorf-Astoria, and since 9/11 is once again the tallest building in NY? – but through all of this the Empire State Building stands perpetually awe-inspiring.
At least to these eyes. I look up with amazement thinking of Lewis Hine’s photographs of the construction, the workers completely at ease having lunch on a beam in a chasm of space. I love seeing the colored lights change with various occasions. I love that it’s something living and breathing that will one day, in some way, die. And I loved being up on the 86th floor, what a view unh?
Thank you B for hosting such an incredible visit, thank you Brothers C for letting me cohabitate, thank you Family BT for the great training, thank you old friends and new. I love New York – I wish there was a shirt or something I could wear to express that sentiment.