Everyone knows the I HEART NY campaign and logo. It is inescapable. They are everywhere, but where is the logo that says NY LOVES ME? That is what I am feeling over the last 24 hours since I arrived in the city. NY in it bricks, mortar and people has love for me too.
Sometimes that love might be in a man shouting to others on the subway to get out of his way. A subway preacher reading scriptures to the riders, or homeless quietly looking for love so they can eat. It is an honest love. NY’s love for me is raw and unashamed. NYC knows that no matter what may happen the love is mutual. The city is never afraid to show it’s emotions to me.
I would not be able to see NYC’s love for me without my lens. My lens creates a mystic bond between the pavement that I pound in my Sauconys and the light traveling though the aperture my optical appendage. The camera lets me seamlessly enter into it’s domain.
NYC sometimes shows that love in ways I can’t imagine right before my flesh. The city wants to show me something that I have never seen before. I need to be in tune with New York’s vibrations in order to feel that love.
I know that NYC will never disappoint. The city will always enlighten a piece of my heart. The patter of the rain soaked traffic is calling me.