Yes- finally, the long awaited break between my morning and afternoon classes.

Sitting on a bench in a New York park is almost as having a front seat on one of the fashion shows; a display of outfits, personalities and social classes. One second there is a beautiful, tall woman wearing high heel that passes in front of me, second later a beggar with half of a shoe. It makes we wonder what makes people so different. How come some of us become an international businessman, while other retains himself to garbage man?

 Today I went to visit my family in New Jersey. On the bus I met a 22-year-old man, Marty, from Kentucky. He was staying at his friend’s house in New Jersey, and was a little confused about which stop to get off at. Luckily we were going to the same place so I was able to show him where to get off the bus. We started talking and he explained that this was his first trip to New York. In fact, this was the first time he had ever been on a plane. He told me how he was so nervous about getting on the plane that his skin turned pale like my skin.

          Walking past 23^rd and 5^th Avenue on a Tuesday afternoon, something caught the glimpse of my eye. Sparkling colors of purple, green and light blue were decorated on the floor by an artist’s hand. He didn’t use markers, spray paint or a brush; he simply used colored sand. Yes, it shocked me as well because it was so unique in my eyes. The people walking paused just like me and stared at the art that the artist created in real time.

Check out the fabulous new installation at the 59th Street subway!  No seriously, go see it!

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/14/arts/design/14lewitt.html?_r=1