I have always had a deep appreciation for the arts and I love to encounter artwork and music in unexpected places. It adds joy and depth to my everyday life. From subway performers to the painter on the corner who somehow creates an entire universe with a few splashes of paint, New York is filled with unrecognized talent. I always take the time to appreciate not only creative individuals and their work, but also the act of creation itself and its unique ability to bring us to higher states of consciousness. As a writer, I relish these moments of “flow” in which I am so completely immersed in my work that I experience an altered perception of time and feel a surge of positive energy. To plumb these fertile depths and bring back something that is intellectually, sensually, and emotionally touching is my life’s purpose.
It’s easy to get lost in the crowd — to feel almost like a machine in the everyday hustle and bustle, but when I experience a touching and relevant work of art, it reminds me of my humanity and that I am not just a robot going through the motions. It brings me back to myself. We play so many roles in our daily lives that sometimes we forget to be true to ourselves. Art is comforting, liberating, and an avenue to deeper understandings of ourselves, our relationships, and society. It enriches my sensory experience of life and helps me transcend any limitations placed upon me. I cannot imagine a world without art and music.
I love the MTA’s Arts and Design branch — they are responsible for the artworks and mosaics in the platforms and trains. I am especially fond of their Poetry In Motion series. These images are part of two unique art displays in the city that are woven into the surrounding landscape: the newly renovated subway station at 72nd st/Central Park west in which Yoko Ono has “brought the sky underground”, and the Imagine mosaic in Strawberry Fields, Central Park. As a huge John Lennon fan, I always appreciate unique tributes to his legacy 💕🙏