"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
BMA/BBG
In the sculptural pen between the parking lot of the Brooklyn Museum of Art and the Botanic Garden.
In the sculptural pen between the parking lot of the Brooklyn Museum of Art and the Botanic Garden.
No comments:
Post a Comment