Thanks for the shoutout for Sidewalk Chorus, Kasra!
*You* played a big role in setting me on a path towards researching, writing, and sharing my hope for a greater and more prosperous future for New York. Seeing the quality and reach of writing is super inspiring, and your recommendation a couple of years ago that I take Daniel’s Maximum New York class led me to the work I’m doing today. I’m very grateful for this.
Especially: “New York is teeming with people who could be your friend, and suffused by a corresponding loneliness. There is so much to do, so a moment alone has all the more weight and regret wrapped up in it.”
I’ve often had a lingering feeling of missing out in big cities, like there was an awesome time to be had that I wasn’t having.
But, as you make me think, perhaps I haven’t been patient enough to sink in.
thanks tommy! I will say one reason I'm glad I've lived here is that I've been able to see the other side of the fomo...it's a special place, but also an ordinary place
love to hear a familiar take on the glory and glamour of nyc! I too dreamt of the city thru HONY and HIMYM, finally landing an apartment in East Village above an Irish Pub while working at an architecture firm.
the juxtapositions you speak of are always highlighted in my favorite street photographers’ works - I’d encourage you to check out @sleepingonplanes, @illkoncept, and @monaris on Instagram.
Beautiful writeup man! Adding this to my list of "favourite essays about cities". The one other entry in that list is this unforgettable piece I read about LA, you might like: https://bldgblog.com/2007/10/greater-los-angeles/
Can really empathize with a lot of things said here! Sharing my favorite quote about NY from James Baldwin:
“[New York] seemed to have no sense of whatever of the exigencies of human life; it was so familiar and so public that it became, at last, the most despairingly private of cities. One was continually being jostled, yet longed, at the same time, for the sense of others, for a human touch; and if one was never — it was the general complaint — left alone in New York, one had, still, to fight very hard in order not to perish of loneliness.”
Thanks for the shoutout for Sidewalk Chorus, Kasra!
*You* played a big role in setting me on a path towards researching, writing, and sharing my hope for a greater and more prosperous future for New York. Seeing the quality and reach of writing is super inspiring, and your recommendation a couple of years ago that I take Daniel’s Maximum New York class led me to the work I’m doing today. I’m very grateful for this.
so glad to hear that <3
Loved this essay, Kasra.
Especially: “New York is teeming with people who could be your friend, and suffused by a corresponding loneliness. There is so much to do, so a moment alone has all the more weight and regret wrapped up in it.”
I’ve often had a lingering feeling of missing out in big cities, like there was an awesome time to be had that I wasn’t having.
But, as you make me think, perhaps I haven’t been patient enough to sink in.
thanks tommy! I will say one reason I'm glad I've lived here is that I've been able to see the other side of the fomo...it's a special place, but also an ordinary place
love to hear a familiar take on the glory and glamour of nyc! I too dreamt of the city thru HONY and HIMYM, finally landing an apartment in East Village above an Irish Pub while working at an architecture firm.
the juxtapositions you speak of are always highlighted in my favorite street photographers’ works - I’d encourage you to check out @sleepingonplanes, @illkoncept, and @monaris on Instagram.
Beautiful writeup man! Adding this to my list of "favourite essays about cities". The one other entry in that list is this unforgettable piece I read about LA, you might like: https://bldgblog.com/2007/10/greater-los-angeles/
thanks man!
Can really empathize with a lot of things said here! Sharing my favorite quote about NY from James Baldwin:
“[New York] seemed to have no sense of whatever of the exigencies of human life; it was so familiar and so public that it became, at last, the most despairingly private of cities. One was continually being jostled, yet longed, at the same time, for the sense of others, for a human touch; and if one was never — it was the general complaint — left alone in New York, one had, still, to fight very hard in order not to perish of loneliness.”
beautiful, thanks for reading angela!