It's difficult if not impossible to walk past Doris Freedman Plaza without stopping or looking back at the two coloful monumental pieces situated at the center of the entrance to the walkway. There is a hotdog vendor right beside them, and another statue across the street. They are surrounded by trees, buildings, cars, and people all around.

There was a bubblegum pink tower with two loops and a brightly multicolored tower with blue, green, orange, and yellow patches. They were twenty-foot aluminum sculptures that were hollow on the inside. There were seats connected to them at the bottom, where we could sit and gaze up at the top. A couple stood in front of them while taking a picture. A man tried standing on one of the stools. The stools were an important part of the scultpure that allowed us to directly engage with the art. It enabled the art to become something less mysterious but something tangible that we could interact with.

We must have read the sign at least three times to try to distinguish which piece was the "ego" and the "id." We asked the passerbys and a woman who seemed like she frequented the area. No one could tell us for sure. It was up to us to try and determine which was which. Our group couldn't settle on just one interpretation. I thought that the multicolored tower represented the "ego," or the self since indivdiuals are multifaceted. There is no single color or characteristic that I could identify myself with. The pink tower would then represent the "id," our primal wants. The "id" is raw and instinctive.

This project was a cool way for us to learn more about art in New York City. We take for granted things that are easily accessible to us. Public art should be more appreciated for this reason. They are on display for all men, women, and children to enjoy. They add beauty to the ordinary.