Brooklyn Color: An Exploration
Photos by Sophia N. Ahmad
I took these photos on a recent Sunday stroll through my neighborhood, Crown Heights.
I don't know what it is about Brooklyn. The color I see here is unlike anything I've seen in any other place. It's been my home for the past five years, and my eye is still surprised when I walk down the street. I'm bound to find something odd or delightful, or both.
It's prompted me to use the hashtag #BrooklynColor on Instagram, which sounds pretentious. I use it with a certain degree of shyness. There is so much branding out there that banks on the Brooklyn name. Nooklyn. Brewklyn. Brooklinen. I don't necessarily want to add on to that pile.
But I do feel that there's something really special about Brooklyn. You feel a strong sense of history here, the touch of many human hands. So many layers, all smooshed together and painted over. The buildings on my block alone resemble a line of toy blocks, some brand new, others well-worn with time and love. I suppose that's the feeling I'm trying to capture.
So you may see the phrase Brooklyn Color show up on my blog again. I hope you won't find it too bothersome.