|polaroids from New York City Polaroid Project by Andrew Faris|
Maybe I’m a prolific optimist and a inexhaustible Romantic, but I believe that with hard work you can get just about anywhere, and the poster child for that dream is the city that never sleeps: beautiful, frustrating, dirty, busy, lonely, joyful New York, New York.
There’s a reason artists dedicate works to this town, musicians write hits about its streets of glory, and individuals come from all over the country (and the world) to reinvent themselves. It is a city that I have certainly Romanticized since my youth, and I believe to this day that it holds something for me. I’ve always associated New York with show business: Broadway and the Rockettes and Madison Square Garden. There is nothing more rewarding or exhilarating than being up on stage, and New York has always felt like the ideal stage to perform on. Being in your twenties is all about learning and growing up and figuring out who you are, and New York lets you be whoever you want to be: it’s an interactive backdrop.
Why do I bring up this town? I’ve only been there once, and it was for my 16th birthday. It rained the whole weekend, and yet the rain made everything three times as sparkly. In a week I am heading back up there for a weekend, and I couldn’t be more thrilled to simply observe the energy present in that city. So different from the suburbs where I grew up, New York is something you have to work for, and once you get there, endless possibilities ensue for a remade-over person, a person that has the opportunities to forget all the ridiculous pressures put on yourself, a place to make new friends, a place to learn about different types of people, a place of limitless inspiration. As a creative, I love noise. I love observation. I love a good backdrop for an infinite daydream. I love a place that will let you dance on the streets, a place that encourages culture, a place that’s worth waiting for.