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.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
LOST TREES
December 30, 2010. Abandoned, stacked, left alone. These trees, destined to decorate someones home, are homeless, bound with colored rope - green, blue and red. The red rope looks so soft and unnecessary given that the tree is wrapped in a mesh. Or is it just for adornment, gilding the lily as it were.
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.