Its great to be back in the city. Theres something strangely nostalgic about the contrasting feelings and senses that you can only get here. There will be always be things about New York that I hate, the putrid scents, the raucous construction and traffic, the the bustle of busy people who are too preoccupied with their own lives to care, the copious amounts of rodents and cockroaches, and the claustrophobia inducing hoards of people. But at the same time, how could you not miss the savory scents from the food carts, the colorful and interesting storefronts, the one-dollar pizza (!), the outrageous fashions, the melange of diverse people and personalities, and the fact that, at any given time, there is always something to do or see and a place for you to be.
Since I've last posted, I've moved into an apartment with one of my close friends and school has started up again. Art projects and sewing projects have halted in favor of interior decorating projects and homework. So much has happened in the last three months and yet there is still so much more to come.
some posts that I must write will include : The Governor's Island Great Gatsby Jazz Age Lawn Party, trips to the Moma and the Museum of Natural History, various flea markets, excursions into the other burrows, artwork, and my other love and passion, COOKING!!!
A couple of weeks ago I found some cameras left over from when I started taking
photos as a hobby three years ago. I have yet to develop shots from my holga, but
here are some shots from a three dollar goodwill cam and the last two shots are from
this fun plastic toy camera called the split-cam. These photos and the memories that
resurfaced with them made me wistful of my younger days and my ventures into
Boston with my friends or in solitude. No matter how much I used to criticize the city
for its lack of activities for the under 21 or even under 18 crowd, I had always explored
different neighborhoods and found myself magnetized to the local charm offered by
each place.
