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.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Pergola
October 4, 2009. Timber, logs, slashed together, pinned into place, rolling down the uneven shape of the supporting trunk, cutting the sun’s intense rays, but not blocking it from reaching to your face. They reach out to their neighbor birches, standing straight, giving shelter of another sort.
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.