I look for art everywhere I go. Art just happens whenever anyone puts their mind to it and wants to express what they are thinking, feeling, seeing or reacting to.
Friday, September 11, 2009
SEPTEMBER 11, 2009
September 11, 2009. Today I am reminded about my concern and worry about the men who ran the coffee carts around our office on 9/11. If I remember right, their carts were swept away in the confusion and horror. But Kasim came back, whole and smiling, when we returned to our offices in April 2002. He didn’t want to move forward to the window, but that’s ok. This is how I know him. He’s proud of his enterprise.
As I travel around the City I am always aware of the art around me, in all of its forms. I enjoy watching the lamp posts as I pass by, the sides of buildings, the sidewalks, the sky, almost anywhere. Sometimes I spot artists I know from Union Square, Soho and elsewhere in the City.