New York


New for new beginnings, new for New Year, new for this new project and new for New York. On my free day this week I attempted to search for the new in New York, but found mostly the old in the form of a public school transformed into a modern art museum (MoMA PS1). Up the old iron stairways separated for boys and girls, where the the wall paints were crumbling, to the brick walled roof top. Standing from the past looking into the present. The contrast between new and old has never been clearer, yet somehow the line is also blurry. I wonder how much change the rooftop has witness over its hundred years history, with the Manhattan skyline renewing itself every second. New is temporary, new is creation, new is art. Yet new is also a constant, a state of perpetual change, of reinvention, of chasing dreams.


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