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That's the way I feel tonight. It feels good to sit and do nothing; tired but not too tired to blog.   I finally finished jurying a show and sent off the results to the sponsoring organization.  It is always a challenge and a learning experience - I really love jurying, despite the hard work.

Have unpacked the suitcases and am now trying to reorganize for my next trip.  Made a bit of progress in clearing off the tables in my sewing room, but you wouldn't know it unless you had seen the "before."  Déjà vu encore une fois.  It is an endless loop.

Finally uploaded all those wonderful urban graffiti pix I took in Montreal's Quartier Latin - the student quarter.  No matter what I do, I can't seem to shake my love of urban grit. Here are a few for your viewing pleasure.

They were doing lots of construction near the Musée d'art Contemporain and I think this is a most wonderful alternative to the usual construction fence.

Tomorrow, back to real life: paying bills, making phone calls, etc. etc.  I have not had time to read all my usual favorite blogs but will just have to pick up the pieces day by day.

another city day

I started to take a picture of a gritty factory from the PATH platform this morning on the way into NY to meet Jette and Joanie. Before I could, a security person told me I was forbidden to take pictures from the train platform because I might be a terrorist. He said it would be ok to take pix from the train, but I am sure he knew that the grime on the train windows would make it impossible. No problem, I made up for it later. Here are my friends in front of B&N at Union Square. I am not sure what this guy was about, but I don't think he was recruiting for the Gotham Writers' Workshop. We had lunch at Blue Water Grill, where I did NOT take a picture of the food - and then we walked to SOHO to find the Drawing Center. On the way, we stopped in a clothing store where we managed to resist the $450 skirt on this model. Actually, the exhibit at the Drawing Center was amazing. Minimalist work by the late artist GeGo - wire, pen and ink, monoprints - so simple and so interesting at the same time. Jette bought the catalog and I ordered it from Amazon when I got home.I wasn't going to, but later, at the World Trade Center, I saw this wonderful art and it reminded me that I needed the exhibit catalog.But I am jumping ahead. New York is full of visual stimuli. Here are a few as we walked down from 14th St. through SOHO. Jette needed embroidery floss, so we stopped at Pearl Paint's annex and she bought a bunch to take back to Antwerp.Here we are among the crayons. Joanie went on her way and Jette and I continued our walk down to the WTC where I caught the PATH back to NJ and she took the subway back to Brooklyn. We wandered in St. Paul's peaceful graveyard and I remembered that it looked as though it were covered in snow on that day in September.They are filling in the hole now and you can watch from the terminal. It should, by rights, be a park. It will be another multi-gazillion story office tower.