"Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would
but I can guarantee that what you see is not reality
and every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
and you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right man, That is just the way it goes
And the days, and the days they seem like forever"
New York, New York =). Camped out at my uncle’s house in Mt. Vernon for a night, got four hours of sleep, then shipped off to the city.
I am infatuated… NYU is everything I would ever want in a school: the amazing photo program, the organized curriculum and living situation, THE CITY. I want to be at arm’s length with all of the action, the excitement, Sturbridge village and Soho, the decrepit grafitti’ed businesses from block to block—everything, absolutely everything. All of New York, Manhattan. There was a constant flood of skateboarders dodging taxi cabs in the streets, aspiring artists and exhibiting artists, musicians toting instrument cases and playing for the sidewalk-Starbucks coffee crowd. I saw more men sporting buffalo plaid then I have ever seen elsewhere—it’s a quirk. Oh, did I mention the 25% acceptance rate and the grueling portfolio review for the Tisch School of the Arts?
Did I mention that I saw Mike Meyers walking down Broadway?
Oh well, its okay to dream, right?
But no, really, I actually did see Mike Meyers… And no, I’m not going to become a Yankees fan; I know my roots (though I have never really been a huge sports fan altogether, minus my love for the Packers.) Regardless, the area is spectacular. I love the aura of a big city. I snapped three rolls, around 100 shots, of film during my stay. Which was spanned over, oh I don’t know, the course of the afternoon? If I want to pursue photography, then I’ve pinpointed the right location. I’m so impatient. Three rolls of film to develop, and at least two days at Hunts.
New York, New York =). Camped out at my uncle’s house in Mt. Vernon for a night, got four hours of sleep, then shipped off to the city.
I am infatuated… NYU is everything I would ever want in a school: the amazing photo program, the organized curriculum and living situation, THE CITY. I want to be at arm’s length with all of the action, the excitement, Sturbridge village and Soho, the decrepit grafitti’ed businesses from block to block—everything, absolutely everything. All of New York, Manhattan. There was a constant flood of skateboarders dodging taxi cabs in the streets, aspiring artists and exhibiting artists, musicians toting instrument cases and playing for the sidewalk-Starbucks coffee crowd. I saw more men sporting buffalo plaid then I have ever seen elsewhere—it’s a quirk. Oh, did I mention the 25% acceptance rate and the grueling portfolio review for the Tisch School of the Arts?
Did I mention that I saw Mike Meyers walking down Broadway?
Oh well, its okay to dream, right?
But no, really, I actually did see Mike Meyers… And no, I’m not going to become a Yankees fan; I know my roots (though I have never really been a huge sports fan altogether, minus my love for the Packers.) Regardless, the area is spectacular. I love the aura of a big city. I snapped three rolls, around 100 shots, of film during my stay. Which was spanned over, oh I don’t know, the course of the afternoon? If I want to pursue photography, then I’ve pinpointed the right location. I’m so impatient. Three rolls of film to develop, and at least two days at Hunts.
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