On a break between classes the other day, I met up with a few friends in Madison Square Park. While walking along observing all of the different people and hearing the mumbled chatter of hundreds of conversations, I saw a golden retriever laying on the ground. As I followed the dog's leash up to the hand of his owner, I noticed that in the man's lap was a large piece of canvas and scattered around him were various painting supplies. I noticed that the painting was a self-portrait which displayed both the painter and his dog just as they appeared at that moment.

I've forgotten which subway station it was. Down this long passageway, there were words written on the signs on the ceiling and mosaic all along the walls. It may have been the 42^nd street, Times Square Station, but I’m not sure. I saw it on one of my field trips with the kids I worked with at camp.