A New York State of Mind

A woman scurries through the bustling city, camera bound tightly around her neck. Her head whips in every direction, trying to memorize every modicum of detail holding this scintillating cosmos in place. Every so often, she brings the camera up to her face, briefly unburdening her neck, in an attempt to immortalize the fleeting passage of time. She fears the images will never truly  capture what the city evokes within. To her surprise, when she looks back on the images seven years later, she feels that same rush of adrenaline. As if by some divine theurgy, the same feelings that once ensorcelled her very being come flooding back. Feelings so profound that any attempt to elucidate them would only bring about a derivational evocation. A mundanity not suited for the written word. The woman knows that she will visit the city again. Maybe just as a visitor…or maybe this time as a permanent resident. Either way, she knows that return is imminent, for a city as alive and magnetic as New York has a way of pulling you back.

- Lene Karnstein