The night washes relief over the city. Anxiety of the unknown overshadowed the darkness of the day. Everyone walks a little faster, a little more Skeptical of the person beside us on the subway. Could he, or she, be the... Continue Reading →
Orange lights gather, as waves rose, in anticipation of the moon, that smiled as it entered the stage with deception. It looked down at the divisiveness, and protests, and violence, against individuals, against marginalized, against broken families and shattered dreams. For... Continue Reading →
Poem by Gary Snyder Can't resist posting this poem after seeing it on the subway a couple of times. It resonated with me on so many different levels. Am loving Art in the city.