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I’m
from a tiny town in northern Vermont (to give you an idea, we’re about 40
minutes from the Canadian border). Before coming to Columbia, I had been to the
city a few times, but I had absolutely no concept of the layout of the city,
and it very much existed as an abstract concept in my mind. What I knew about
New York City I gained from popular music (Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z being
a personal favorite - feel free to play the link at the bottom of this blog to listen while reading), the New York Times (which my parents usually only got on
Sundays), and various TV shows and movies (Gossip Girl, Sex and the City,
Friends…I’m starting to regret admitting these things). I had a vague concept
of the boroughs, but I will admit I probably could only name Brooklyn and
Manhattan before moving here. My first week, I made the mistake of asking a
friend if Queens was in Brooklyn. Needless to say, her uncontrollable laughter
answered my question.
I’ve
been here now for almost three months, and my concept of the city, and ideas
about what it means to “be a New Yorker” have drastically changed. I’d like to
explore my personal relationship to this space, and how my conceptions of it
have changed, and why, and what it signified/symbolized to me before and after
living here. Marcel
Danesi talks about spaces as “signifying systems” in his book Of Cigarettes,
High Heels, and Other Interesting Things. He writes that spaces are
constructed by people in a way that gives them meaning – buildings are seen to
be a “library”, “office”, etc., not just a pile of brick or stone. He also
discusses how societies are perceived as “communal bodies”: for example, a
society can be “healthy, sick, vibrant” etc. The city itself seems to be a
living entity when we refer to the “heart” of the city or if it feels welcoming
or “cold”. It is interesting to consider Danesi’s spatial theory when people
stereotype or try to understand cities they’ve never visited, or are new to.
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For me, and many others, New York City is
a place of opportunity, of nightlife, of lights, and of life. The skyscrapers
themselves appear cold on the outside, but they promise greatness and potential
as they literally touch the sky. Times Square itself (though some would argue
against this being the “heart” of New York) literally pulses with movement,
noise, and almost a life of its own. A friend of mine had a T-shirt with an
interesting design on it. When I asked what it was, she responded: “It’s the
New York City skyline!! How do you not know that?!”. In New York, simply the
outline of the buildings themselves says something about the city, and, to New
Yorkers, is a piece of their identity and connection with the communal body of
the city’s society.
Before moving, New York was an idea, a
feeling that I couldn’t quite describe – almost comparable to how Charles
Peirce would describe an icon: something intangible, that loses meaning when
people try to break it down, or discuss what it is. After moving here, I’ve learned the boroughs, and found that
the idea of the city has less agency on me than I originally anticipated. I’d
bought certain clothes, shoes, even bags, that I thought would help me fit in
to this idea of New York I’d used media and anecdotes to construct. Now, living here, I
realize that while my initial perceptions of the city haven’t necessarily died,
not everyone lives like Jay-Z, or Carrie Bradshaw, or Ross Geller. The signs
that give New York it’s impressive, intangible identity are all still around - the
skyscrapers, the noise, the lights, the life – but I have come to know the
individual people that make up the communal body, and they are not so different
from me.