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, June 11, 2010
LIFE
June 11, 2010. The sun glints of these shiny red jewels of delight. The rosy red bleeds into a pale pink pearl, and then back again to claret. They are, indeed, ripe for the picking. It's hard to pass a fruit stand with these beauties and not want to reach out and grasp handfuls, to take them with you so that you can enjoy them as you slowly eat your way through each and every one.
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.