Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Saturday, March 3. This little square looked like a jewel set into a giant white background. Each small tile added to the overall unity, each successive square, somewhere down the line, just a bit different, but enough so. In a subway dark and dreary they shone out like a beacon.
Thursday, March 1, 2012. Random but not. When I looked at it I saw Mondrian, at least that is what popped in my mind. A large table was laid out this way, and then pockets were picked away and the design was gone.
Monday, February 20. Each spike is so deliberate, so forceful and so assured. What do they bring to this tree, what protection or what attraction? Does some bird store its catch here and then zealously guard it from other birds? It doesn't look safe from other predators. It screams 'do not climb me.'