My family spent the evening of Valentine’s Day in Washington Square Park with all sorts of artists and activists celebrating Revolutionary Love. I am finding that we are spending lots of time in crowds, holding up signs these days. And also I am finding that there is something really beautiful in standing up, together, for something that you believe in. It is the silver lining in a huge dark cloud. Welcome to the new normal.
Yesterday, at some point is a series of photographs that describe a moment I experienced during the previous day (or some point in the very recent past). The posts are meant to be stand alone images, though at times I can’t control myself, and I end up expanding the caption into a more lengthy bit of text. Hopefully the extra information is useful, or at least interesting. If not, feel free to ignore it.