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.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
ANTICIPATION
November 21, 2010. Like someone waiting for the second coming, this snowman is waiting for the first snowfall. Perched in this branch, he mixes the seasons, spring and fall, and hopes for winter. His face is upturned, daring the sun to do its best to prevent the coming change. Change is inevitable, and cyclical, and the snowman is comforted by this knowledge. Patient.
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.