New York Jedi

So many pictures, so little time to edit, so just a quickie. Found on W. 8th Street in Greenwich Village. 

Maybe I can edit some Theatre Crawl photos at my sister's home in NJ this afternoon.        

The Great Spirit's gift to us

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SPIRIT is the City Daily Photo group's theme day topic.

This disintegrating trunk of a burnt tree on a white boulder reminds me, in a reverse sort of  way, what I read years ago concerning the Great Spirit.

Tatanga Mani, a Stoney Indian, said on page 106 of Touch the Earth: A Self Portrait of Indian Existence by T.C. McLuhan this wisdom:

 You know, if you take all your books, lay them out under the sun, and let the snow and rain and insects work on them for a while, there will be nothing left.  But the Great Spirit has provided you and me with an opportunity for study in nature's university, the forests, the rivers, the mountains, and the animals which include us.

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Live From New York, It's Monday Afternoon

I have so much material between the STL Theatre Crawl and this week in NYC that I don't know what to do. Go back and forth, I guess.

There are several interesting shows going on at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The blockbuster is Heavenly Bodies, couture designed by top French and Italian designers based on historical garments of the Catholic Church. Some large number of popes and cardinals are rolling over in their graves as I write this.  And so many more images from the show to edit whenever I find time.

Another is called Visitors To Versailles, about the vast numbers of common people, diplomats and nobility who came to the royal court during the reigns of Louis XIV, XV and XVI, along with what they found there. One of them, below, was Thomas Jefferson. At the bottom, Le Roi Soleil himself, Louis XIV.

Got to edit more Crawl stuff. A bit more in Manhattan Tuesday morning and then out to my sister's home in NJ in the afternoon.

   

What Fools These Mortals Be

Words to live by, whether watching A Midsummer Night's Dream or observing what's going on in Washington. This was a very abbreviated version of the Shakespeare play called Midsummer Madness by Prison Performing Arts. The company is made up of men and women who have been incarcerated. They somehow maintain a sense of humor.

To experience midsummer madness in St. Louis, you need only step outdoors.  

Her Voice Must Be Heard

Posted from AA 4416 heading to La Guardia. Busy.   

A more detailed look at one of the Theatre Crawl shows, Her Voice Must Be Heard. A black #MeToo perspective about being a woman of color and the object of sexual abuse. The cast was brilliant. I'll add more detail about the company when we're at the hotel.