New Yorkers seem to endlessly debate how many years you have to live in New York until you’re officially a “New Yorker”. Some people say it’s seven years, others ten. Others insist you have to be born here to ever truly be a New Yorker. For me, I felt the shift towards “New Yorker” when I realized I’d grown to enjoy Woody Allen movies. I always loved Annie Hall, but it took me years and years to really get into the rest of his films. But when I passed the seven year mark of living in NYC something felt like it clicked inside me and I started having those thoughts that life-long New Yorkers have. The type that include, “Why would anyone ever leave?” and “Everything you need is right here in the city” and, my favorite, “You call that a bagel? The only good bagels come from [insert name of one of NYC’s many famous bagel shops]”. While I’m still able to fight it and keep one foot firmly planted in the south, I knew that when Woody Allen movies started feeling more like home and less like an annoying two-hour lesson in neuroses, New York was having its effect on me. So when I saw this Woody Allen print from Barcelona-based artist Judy Kaufmann I was hooked. To me it’s classic Woody Allen and classic Manhattan. If you’re interested in picking up a copy, you can get one in Judy’s etsy shop for $25. Here’s to NYC…. xo, grace
*Click here to check out Amy Merrick’s “Living In” take on Woody Allen’s “Hannah and Her Sisters”.