It’s amazing how singular a subway ride is with a hundred other people. Most rides are deeply personally experiences. You put your headphones in and cool out…barely paying attention to anything around you. I’m always in a zone when I ride the subway, but my spidey senses kick-in when there is something I need to document. Today….I’m riding around Brooklyn trying to make my way to another open house. It’s hot outside and cool underground. My headphones are in and bumping vintage Biggie. After all, It’s summertime in Bedstuy…and I’m feeling blessed.
She painted lines and curves in neon colors. Each brush stroke tells a story and evokes a feeling. I think she called it spiritual geometry or some to the that extent. The colors and shapes have meaning. There is a deeper universe she is trying to reach. She is in the present but also far away in her mind. We chatted about the tv show Cosmos as she describe her new collection of work. We’re in Bushwick….trapped in an alternative universe. We are present, but also very far far away.
It’s official. My apartment search is now expanded to include Jersey City. I still can’t believe it, but I really want to be a homeowner. Hell…all I wanted for my birthday was a new apartment. I’m not asking for much (I think). Ok..let me know not complain anymore. I need some positive energy today.
I’m in Brick City (Newark, NJ), my old stomping ground. This is such a gritty city. You can see the scars of decades of urban decay, disinvestment and general hopelessness throughout the city. It’s suppose to be a new day, but faces are still worn showing the years of struggle to get by. Things shouldn’t be this way. There was wealth in this city. There is a major airport and shipping port. It’s only 15 to 20 minutes from Manhattan. Things should be different. But there not. Neighborhoods are still disconnected. The schools are still bad. Downtown wealth still doesn’t trickle down to the neighborhoods. It’s the same old Newark. Not much has changed…but I’m still hopeful for a better tomorrow.
This is how I usually look when I’m on the train…..except I would have my headphones on to drown out the noise of the subway. These days I’m listening to the Snap Judgement podcast and reading the latest offering from Haruki Murakami – ‘Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage’. I think I finally reached the master level as a subway ride…it’s when you are able to keep your balance, turn pages with one hand and successfully dodge passengers exiting and boarding the train. I do all of this with ease! Ok…now back to my book.
I know I said this before….but it’s that time again…and I’m kinda mad. Where did my summer go! I want to press rewind….I want the leaves to be green again… ok.. fine…so this is only tree that is really turn colors…but still I want things to stop a bit. I’m not looking forward to another brutal winter!