Ahhh I love these places.  (and I know you do too!)

I tend to always gravitate to the western areas, and by that, I don’t mean the Cowboy & Indian paintings…  I’m on a hunt to see how many original Impressionist works I can see in my life.

My percentage is slowly increasing every year… not sure I will ever break 90% because there are a few in private collections, so I will need to befriend those collectors ASAP.  If any of you pal around with collectors, hook me up!

I got in pretty late that night… It was bitter cold outside, but I decided to head out for a few. I haven’t yet found a good hand-in-glove solution that both keeps them warm and allows me to meddle with all the little dials on my beauty; if she only had a warm hand I could hold between takes, now that would be sweet.

In other news, one week from now, I am going to be on a radio show that you all can listen in to, should you be bored. It will also be recorded, so you can really listen to it any time. I’ll put a little listen-here-widget on my blog next Sunday morning, but here is a link beforehand if you get the jitters.  Here is the little description Elizabeth (the host) has up on her website:

The world is awash in electromagnetic, sound, and vibrational waves.  We swim through them all fairly effortlessly, experiencing life and creating memories. If life is nothing but an adventure to collect interesting memories, how do we come to best understand the way in which humans experience the world at large? How can thinking about memory, science, and art help enhance our experience with all the little things we take for granted?

And in other unrelated news, there is a new thing called Flickr Hive Mind… it is a slightly different way to view Flickr photos. Here it is, displaying a selection of my top 100 (or so, I guess!) photos.

I had an 8 AM meeting in Boston but woke up round 6 to go walk around the Boston Commons and frolic in the snow. There was no frolicking involved. There was a lot of freezing involved, and it reminded me of a bad morning I had in Kiev with a gypsy cab in a blizzard. I wanted to get down to the harbor for some some other sunrise shots, but did not end up with time… but maybe that’s a good thing because it would have been even colder down there!

They aren’t really cubes, and they are not really that mysterious, but the words taken together, especially in reference to something that is not cubic or mysterious, are tantalizingly mysterious.

Boston is a great place. It was a hot day, but things cooled down a little as the sun dropped down behind downtown for sunset.