My name is ReelyBored, Hudson Valley father, and I grew up in NYC. I can’t say that I grew up in the worst part of town, but, I can’t say it was the best either. Growing up in the “way” Upper West Side of Manhattan, otherwise known as Washington Heights, I knew next to nothing of what life had to offer. It was a rarity that I ventured into the neighboring boroughs – if you’re from Manhattan, then you might know what that was like.
Despite my lack of “adventure” by venturing out into the netherworld of the Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens and (good God!) Staten Island, being in what I deemed the heart of NYC, Manhattan, most folk from these other neighborhoods would venture into my neck of the woods – sort of. Of course, the places to be in Manhattan were the more affluent, touristy, hip and (fill in the blank) areas of the city; this was my canvas. New York City, being what it is, a cesspool of diversity and culture, both foreign and domestic, people are from all walks of life here. I love that about “the city”! It is a place of wonder and visual stimulation, a blend of the old, classic vintage city and the modern. Where one might see a conglomerate of corporations, skyscrapers and a sea of yellow cabs, others may see an order to the chaos – it may even bring a sort of serenity while walking through Central Park or taking a nightly stroll pass the Lincoln Center fountain. These are some of the things that I see when I close my eyes and think of NYC.
I don’t live in the city anymore. Frankly, it’s been some time since I have lived among the city-folk. No, I live about an hour north of the Big Apple in a place where I once, as a city person, deemed as “upstate” New York – the beautiful Hudson Valley. I live here with my beautiful wife and a three-year-old daughter who will one day see things the way I once did, and she will (I hope) get a better understanding of the person I was once upon a time.
What is ReelyBored? For the most part, it’s me. Ever since I could remember, I saw the world as if watching it through the viewfinder of a camera. Movies are a passion of mine. When I was a kid, I would wield the television remote like a lightsaber, making vibrating sounds as I swung it from side-to-side pretending to be in a battle with my father, Darth Vader. Science-fiction and horror were (are) my favorite genres. Halloween was the first horror film I saw as a child. It introduced me to the infamous Michael Myers and his creator John Carpenter. I wanted to do what he, George Lucas, Steven Spielberg and others did – create.
In my adolescence, I picked up my dad’s “Gigantor,” mega VHS Minolta camcorder and began making short films and music videos with friends and family. To me, they were huge productions but, more importantly, it was fun and memories forever immortalized on the magnetic tape. Forever might be too strong of a word. When I looked through that viewfinder, I saw things differently and wanted others also to see things the way I did. That was the world I loved, and this is the way I see things…
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