A Visual Memory of New York (2)

well, what's the "thing" upright on his head?



poor goddess said "it's too heavy...."




open an eye, close an eye 睁一只眼儿闭一只眼儿



I wish I were her.

female warrior--but I was terrified....

A wall of postcards sent to the artist himself continuously.  I guess this guy shared the similar biological clock with me.  Oh, no, mine is more "normal" than him, I think.  :-)  I am wondering whether the postman would finally get mad at the end of this artistic project.

I am always amazed by impressionism painting.  At the Met Museum, there is a huge gallary of this genre of painting.  Here is an example of the magic: Viewing closely to the painting--who knows what is it?

Here is the answer--an apple tree!

My flight from Pittsburgh to New York City was cancelled because of the huge snow.  But thank God, the returning trip was not.  I was waiting for the flight at the JFK, enjoying the typical winter noon sunshine through the window, while eating chocolate coated raisins.  They were so good!

Actually, I was very close to the airplane. 



From above, Pittsburgh was geometrically beautiful in snow.

 --Fin--   
Good night again  :-)