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.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
FLOWER BLANKET
November 1, 2009. Let’s look, Parker said. It’s just a jumble of weeds, Todd said. But what a jumble of glorious color on a fall day at the end of our NYC Marathon watching. A circle of asters around the fountain in the Conservatory Garden. Pink, white, yellow, magenta, violet, purple all jumbled into a blanket of color so dizzying in its fullness that it was dream inducing.
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.