First Autumnal Morning
I started working before it was light and then took some time to stretch and move when it started to get light, and the sky was all sorts of pretty colors.

I started working before it was light and then took some time to stretch and move when it started to get light, and the sky was all sorts of pretty colors.

Who goes past oblivious and uncaring? Who goes past preoccupied? Who takes a brief glance and continues on? Who stops to watch? Who discusses and invites? Who makes a special pilgrimage? Who is inspired to create by the creative offering?
Photos from last week of Doug Aiken’s Song\1 at the Hirshhorn.