March 7, 2010. I wait for the hand that held me, the hand I covered and warmed, to return and take me once again, to reunite me with my compatriots, my left mitten, my hat, my coat. I am unable to proceed under my own power, I am adrift.
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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.
About Me
- Ken Majerus
- 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.
THE ART POINT
Art? Who's making it? Who's writing about it? Where's it being shown? Find out at Philip Clark's weblog.