Art In Hallways...

I have always thought that art is what you are inspired by and can be found almost anywhere.
Even in a bathroom, hey, didn't Duchamp make a toilet a piece of art? Yes, art is anywhere or the realization of art is everywhere and all we have to do is put up our art antennas to get it.
It's a zen thing, instant inspiration. So as I walk around the Upper East Side I take pictures of things that inspire me. This picture above is from a hallway in the Whitney Museum, it is not meant to be art, hell the place is filled with art so who is looking for art in a hallway. I am. And it is especially cool to find this kind of image amongst some of the greatest art in the world. So why is this light on wall inspirational? Because it created in me a change in thinking, a visual that captured a bit of creation. When I point things like this out to my daughter, she moans and groans with teenage angst and thinks I am a monster from Mars. That is my life. As I walk around the Upper East Side finding things that fascinate, amuse and beguile me I forget about the price of gas, the war in Iraq, the economy and politics. To be able to make a discovery and interpret it so that it inspires me is the reason I love living in the city and on the Upper East Side. It's the end of the 4th of July weekend and I'm looking out my window at at a tableau of people that have a lot on their minds. The economy is without rudder, the world being closer seems more confusing, we're warring in other countries that are becoming less tenable because back here things are faltering and there seems to be no one that understands it. That's why I look for art or inspiration anywhere I can find it because it's not out there on the airwaves or coming from people who are supposedly our leaders. We must individually recognize our artistic inspirations and our outspoken social relevance. It's surely not coming from talking heads on TV and that's why I am looking for art in hallways...