New York City is a place where people come to compete for their dreams, or party until they forget their dreams. It's a place they experience for a few years, and move on from, or end up getting sucked into, like one giant toilet that flushes into the Hudson River.
I just finished unpacking my stuff in Brooklyn for the summer...and I have to say it will probably be nice to get out of Manhattan during the hottest months of the year. Not just because of the sweltering humidity, loud as hell midnights, or gangs of homeless people/tourists, but because of the unstoppable, never ending pace.
Standing on the corner of Prince and Mulberry for six hours every Saturday and Sunday means I get a lot of people watching done. This weekend, I saw Iman in person (She buys things at Rickys), Fabrizio Moretti alone and hot, and Heather Graham Cracker. Alongside the somewhat celebs were tourists from every nook and corner of the globe, and probably every state. There were those with fake Louis Vuittons, and real Balenciagas, hipsters, hobos, and families alike.
It's hard to believe I've only been here for four months, and still find myself longing for bits of the place I left behind....the City of Salt, Mormons, and Thrift stores galore...ye olde Salt Lake. Maybe it's running into fellow ex-Utahns, on the street, or at my new job, who all seem a bit nostalgic for the day to day existence--of living in the middle of a desert, nestled in mountains, and making up your day as it goes along--more or less. Lately I've been in a little bit of a depressed NY funk--and I think it was because I realized that no matter what great a city you live in---you won't stop missing your good friends and great times from back home.
Which is why I am dedicating this blog entry to the Fabulous Jesse Walker-- inspiration and friend. He just ended his insanely successful line of Just Wanna Dance parties at the W Lounge in Downtown Salt Lake, and premiered his art/sound installation on the walls of the public library, titled "Reflective Skin". Here's nine hundred hurrahs to Jesse Walker, International Superstar DJ, Artist, Photographer, and Creative Superhero Genius.
He is also the author of a blog that covers all the awesome, kitschy, beautiful, and scary things that make up what is Salt Lake. I know that I-- and countless other Ex-Slats, look to his brilliant photography and keen insights when they're missing exactly what they're trying to find--home. Thanks for making it feel a little closer.
1 comment:
Awww...well, writing a blog for you is one of the least things I can do, considering you are one of the two-four people who read it. Milk is good for you. What you crave is generally what you need, so drink up!
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