Photo by myself, in Alphabet City.
Mosaics are pasted up on many traffic poles in Alphabet City and the East Village.
Very often, these small art pieces commemorate New York or 9/11. They are moments in the city, hardly noticeable unless you really look.
Saturday night, a potential car bomb was found in the Times Square area. Propane tanks, wires and gunpowder were found in a car, and a bomb squad was called in.
I had friends over Sunday and the topic came up. We talked about how the car was found (a street vendor saw smoke coming out of it), where it was parked, how the streets were shut down.
Nothing was said about how we felt. I won't lie. Recently I've felt anxious on the subway for no real reason. Suspicious people and gestures have made me very, very jumpy.
What I want to know is, what is it that New York is guilty of?
Why is New York receiving these threats? I don't quite understand it. We are a symbol of capitalism? Of America?
New Yorkers will wake up Monday morning and slog it out for another week. We'll keep doing what we do, since we know nothing else.
Related posts: On Street Corners in the East Village, What Makes Your Skin Crawl and Grains of Sand, in Union Square.