A huge, cut bald guy is standing across from me against the door. I’m in the short bench next to the emergency exit. A Dominican kid in an Ecko shirt and a flat-brimmed ball cap on the bench next to HCBG is doodling a surprisingly accomplished picture of a pig-dog with its mouth open in … Continue reading

Banksy installation under the High Line. Basically it’s a gallery exhibition with two large paintings in it, on public property, with yellow caution tape guarded by huge guys in uniforms who only let in a few people at a time. The paintings are colorful anti-authoritarian little numbers. Again: Banksy has stationed guards on public property … Continue reading