Reflection Log 7

New York City is a real city, but it is also a theory, a concept, an idea. Throughout time, the physical city has been transformed into one of an ideal.

New York City is a real city: it is on a map, it has physical residence and buildings, it takes up space. It is real. I have journeyed to the big apple for this class. I did not travel into a different dimension nor did i made up the whole trip in my mind; it happened. i walked the streets, I walked the parks, i did a lot of walking. My sore feet at the end of the day prove to me that the city is real, yet it is also not.

It is one of the biggest and most well-know city in the world. Due to its fame, it also causes the city to seem unreal, just an idea. New York City, the place for immigrants to go to for a better life. New York City, the place that never sleeps. New York City, the place that is full of music and art. New York City, the stock market capital of the world. New York City, the place to be. Its name and meaning is bigger than the actual city. It is a place of hope and dreams, music and art, money and power.

New York City is n interesting place that exist on two planes: the plane of reality and the plane of ideas. However, the two planes coexist in peace which adds another level of beauty to the city.

Reflection Post 6

Day 1: Plane Ride) I was nervous. Plane rides are terrifying to me. I screamed on the plane. Luckily, I had all the lovely scotties to calm me down. I learned that I can depend on my friends.

Day 2: Harlem) We met Jordan, an alumnae of Agnes Scott. She is amazing.  Her work is beautiful; i could just stare at it all day. I learned that people who deserve it can be successful.

Day 3: Farries) We traveled to both Liberty and Elise Islands. The waters, while murky, were lovely to watch as they lazily drift with the movement of the boat and the wind. I mostly hanged out with my dear friends, Alaska, Brittney, and KT. I learned that they do care about me.

Day 4:  Tenant) The tenant museum was so fun. While it was scary being able to see through the floorboards, I learned a lot about the immigration community, The food was the best part though. It is so interesting to learn how other counties foods is so integrated to our culture. Everything was delicious. I learned that I still love history.

Day 5: Bridges and Purple) The Brooklyn Bridge is so high up and long. I’m scared of bridges because I am always afraid the bridge will collapse. Of course it did not, and the walk was very fun. The Color Purple was an amazing play with such powerful emotions and voices. I learned that things will always get better.

Day 6: Fiddler) This was the play and event that I most looked forward to. It was spectacular! I can’t even describe how much I loved it. I learned my parents are always right when they tell me I will love something.

Day 7: The End) The Met was so amazing; I love history. It was a bitter sweet day though because it was my last day in NY. I enjoyed every minute and I am so glad I went. I learned that I am braver than I think.

Photos by me

Reflection Prompt 5

When alone, people are helpless. Things can not change when one is alone; one will unfortunately continue to be oppressed. However, when people join together, we can do anything.

Jamaica is going through hard times. The documentary “Life and Dept” shows the people’s struggle to simply live. Yet there is hope. As shown, their is a common feeling of oppression in the country. People naturally can not stand that feeling; we need to be free. The documentary will help spread the word of the trouble in Jamaica. People will want to help, and they will join together.

The shirtwaist strike and the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory are the best examples of resilience and the power of a group. One the workers from all the factories join together and formed a union, most of the companies gave into the workers’ demands. Their resilience to continue to strike despite the police, the beatings, and the hardships is what empower them continue until their demands were met.They are my example of resiliency.

Unfortunately, the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory did not completely surrender. That is why the tragedy occurred. The owners did not listen to the workers when their asked for better working conditions. About 108 people died, the youngest being 14. it is sad, but true that is the number wasn’t as large, if people did not die together, the necessary safely laws would have not been put to act that saves people everyday. People need to be together to achieve a goal.



Reflection Week 4: Sidewalks

I have never thought much about sidewalks until now. Of course I was curious about the life and story about the people I happened to come across. However, I knew there was no hope of me getting those answers, so I guess overtime I simply pushed those thoughts to the back of  my mind and continued walking to my destination. Also, where I am from, the sidewalks sometimes don’t exist. With lost of streets and no sure path, I did not walk on sidewalks a lot. The main time I did is walking my dogs in my neighbor hood.

Now that I am in college, walk everywhere, and am in a class that has much discussion about sidewalks, i have no choice but to notice them and let my thoughts wonder like when I was young. It is funny really, a sidewalk is just a bunch of slabs of concrete set up one after the other after the other, and here I am, in a class full of intelligent college girls with our professors talking about sidewalks. I admit, this was one topic I never thought would be in such a serious discussion.

Sidewalks are so important for street walking because it shows where one is safe and to not get run over. They are very helpful if you ask me. Anyhoo, (yes I did just use that word. It is my blog so I will have my fun.) Both Humans of New York and JR’s “Glob Trotters” satisfied my curiosity about people’s life and story. My favorite was the Human of New York man that I found. He just lost his wife of many decades. He reminds me of my Grandfather. My Grandmother died a couple of years ago. It was expected, however, of course he was still upset. They are similar. Both lonely with the loss of their sole mate, but both moving forward.

I seem to be rambling and missing the entire point of the reflection. The thought about “sidewalk actuality” seems to fit what I was rambling on about. The concept seems to be, unless I completely misunderstood it (it can happen, especially now that my thoughts are wondering around to write this) about scenes. Short moments that seem insignificant but plays a part of one’s life, just like everything is. It is small, but impact. The sidewalks are full of small historical moments. I love history, so my mind sometimes wonders to what might have occurred on this spot years ago? Was is the same as today, simply people walking, or was there a race, a fight, a proposal, anything and everything? What was the short moment? Only the sidewalk knows.

Prompt Week 3: Artist

I love visiting museums when I can. Seeing art is just amazing. However, when knowing the thought behind the piece or performance, it makes the art seem more importance: more than just a piece for the eyes. It becomes a piece for the mind.

Oldenburg’s “The Store” was very interesting. He created the image for the average store, but he took out all the functionality. What i got from the piece as a whole was that the shopping industry is all about looks. The prettier piece has more value, even if the functions is the same as the dented one.

Hammons’s was a performance piece. He sold snowballs by the size. It spoke to e about the fragility and temperance of pure. Once something has been touched, it will never be the same ad will decrease in value. Everything is fleeting; however, you can prolong the inevitability of the quickness of the snowball’s melting by buying a bigger one.

Serra’s piece was simply a placement piece. It was made for the area. It was the only commissioned piece of the four artists listed. It was the only one that had to be taken down by force. The meaning is arguable.  Is it a piece reminding a person of the unknown that can lie on the other side of the wall? Or is it simply what it is named, a “Tilted Wall”?

Walker has the most recent piece of the four. It is dubbed, “A Subtlety”. She created a piece about the history behind sugar the the abuse of African American slaves. It is the most beautiful in my opinion, yet i can not connect to it. I am only a third generation living in America, the first to live in the south. My family ever had any connections with slaves. I am not excusing the blame from myself; I am white and my people did awful, inexcusable things all throughout history. However, it is not my fight. I will be overstepping my place if I fought and acted like the brilliant Walker. I will support for the sidelines making sure the true heroes shine. I do not mean to offend. I apologize if I do. I support justice and equality. I simply do not want to intrude. I will help ready and happy when asked, but it is not my battle to fight.

Prompt Week 2: Mindful

Being mindful in NY means being aware that you are not a native to the city: you are a tourist.

Stay out of the way for the natives that way you will not be in their way. You are a visitor.

In TimeSquare, that is the place to be in the way, to be a tourist, because Timeshare is a tourist spot. Everyone there will most likely be in the same situation as you, so there you do not have to be mindful.

In responce to the weather, you just have to pull trough and deal with it. It is best to come to NY prepared. If the natives can live everyday life in the weather, you can survive for one day.

It seems that all it takes to be a mindful traveler is to have common sense.