saffron gates

if you haven’t seen the open air art installation "The Gates", and you are in NY, i really recommend that you go. why? because Central Park in winter is usually so…gloomy. and barren. and bereft of joy. and it’s so interesting to see how a whole bunch of saffron (orange) pieces of cloth can suddenly transform the park into a place of happiness and color#–even in the bleakness of midwinter. suddenly, parts of the park that you’ve enjoyed for years become new to you again, and memories resurface from the first time you experienced the park.

many people will scoff at the simplicity of the installation: "what does it mean, what does it stand for." i don’t really know that it means anything. i think, like so many lines in a haiku, it just is. and for some people, this will be meaningful and worthwhile#– and for others, it’s just a bunch of orange fabric. for me, it’s the faces of New Yorkers, thousands of them, suddenly in the Park in winter, suddenly smiling, suddenly something better than the doldrums of cold and fogging breath.


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Wish I could see it. We need pictures, Nick!

 

i took a lot of pictures…i’m getting them developed (oddly enough, i’m not a digital guy).

-N-

 

 
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