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.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013. He guards the spot of remembrance for children swept away by tsunami. His grimace, is it to prevent his stone face from shedding tears, or is to scowl at the ocean as a reprimand or as disapproval? His visage does not say to come here lightly, but to come here and consider what happened. We do. We think about the power of water, and we watch it at this site.
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.