My friend Rael liked this work by Steve Cox. The texture of the lines leaping and covering in alternating patterns was inviting. The grey lines were soothing, but ominous, asking how to decipher what contained them in this densely moving mass like a school of mackerel being herded by unknown hunters. 
I like this work by Lora Morgenstern. She creates this patchwork community, the strollers by, and the onlookers. History – who has been here again, before, and never again because they have left us. She engages you as you stop to look. She talks, she looks, she sketches - some more, some less - but she wants you on this quilt. She will remember you in this way.
And then I like this work. And am still thinking about it. You can’t help thinking of all the religious themes playing out here in a global view. But I want to know about the individuals. Who is the dark skinned person, back to us? What is that relationship to the figure with the outstretched arms. Who is the man standing next to him, facing us, arms down, plaintive, staring? What has happened in the pietà scene at the bottom. What tragedy befell them, and can we still help them? Maybe it is the End of Days.
