December 12, 2010. Any surface is a canvas. Some surfaces, and some expressions just invite participation. Who was the author trying to reach? And did the lover appreciate the public nature of the speech, not to mention the public nature of the response. But does baby know how you feel, or do we just hope so? Are we relying on intuition, gut, body language as somehow more meaningful than words, which our kind spent eons developing, in an effort to add clarity to our interactions? "But baby." I can hear it now.
Showing posts with label Union Square Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Union Square Park. Show all posts
Sunday, December 12, 2010
BABY, YOU KNOW
December 12, 2010. Any surface is a canvas. Some surfaces, and some expressions just invite participation. Who was the author trying to reach? And did the lover appreciate the public nature of the speech, not to mention the public nature of the response. But does baby know how you feel, or do we just hope so? Are we relying on intuition, gut, body language as somehow more meaningful than words, which our kind spent eons developing, in an effort to add clarity to our interactions? "But baby." I can hear it now.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
RED DRESS IN THE LIGHT
March 27, 2010. A red party dress, a fire escape, sunlight, Manhattan. What's not to like about that image? I like to think that people do this just to add something fun to a drab landscape. Or maybe people do this to draw our interest to design and spectacle and lighting that just happens on city streets.
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