A Rose in Concrete
I haven’t spoken much as I should. Feeling a slump of myself and realizing that I am greater than this inferiority complex. Since I’m back in my old hood, I’ve been finding all reasons to stay out of it (expanding on that issue soon). My sharing has no real structure yet. besides the UX that IG provides. Here is to the Bronx and a planted rose in the concrete.
I would say I got really lucky with my timing on coming to the New York Botanical Garden for an exhibition but, this was planned out with little detail and full understanding of the free days at the gardens. The next series of Images are from the exhibition from Georgia O’Keeffe’s: Visions of Hawaii. I’d like to be honest as say this is the first time I’ve seen an artist do an installation of nature.
I’ve found it easy to be overly consumed with social media nowadays. Or maybe I’m just ignoring the cycle of my addiction to it. Its a hate it or love it situation. A gift and a curse. A give and a take. Once you’ve found the space outside of social media that you enjoy you want to keep that but, we tend to share it. There’s nothing wrong with this, if it is all with good intention. Sometimes I just want to share without really saying anything.