Walking. Dreaming. Adrift.

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Tony Matelli
Bronze, acrylic, paint

The Sleepwalker will be meandering about in a deep sleep until March 2017 on the High Line. In his dream, people walk past giving him strange looks. Some long to touch him. Others are afraid.

I want to dream like the Sleepwalker. Perhaps I do. Perhaps my whole life is but a long sleepwalk. I’ll know when I wake up. Perhaps I never will.

September 25th, 2016

 

The Standard

7:16pm

Built in 2009 around The High Line, the hotel offers unobstructed views of the City, Hudson river, people visiting restrooms and, scandalously, hot amorous couples showing off through the floor-to-ceiling windows in their rooms, turning unsuspecting passersby into unintended peeping toms.

From where I stand it’s too far to see – or is it?

May be if I waited for the lights to be turned on…

8:45pm

By the way, remember that incident when Solange Knowles lost it and attacked Jay Z in an elevator? That’s were it happened. Fame and Notoriety make good partners, I think as I gaze at life going on behind the windows.

September 7th, 2016

Xmas tree(?)

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With skeletons safely tucked away back into the closet, ’tis time for some serious glitter. Joy to the world! November marks the start of the Christmas Season and New York is slowly, methodically getting pretty for the grand finale. And I am going to enjoy all of it!

Photo from the High Line

August 28th, 2016

On the bright side

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Walking the High Line can be a real challenge with endless rows of tourists obstructing annoyed New Yorkers obstructing desperate joggers realising only too late that their choice of running track couldn’t have been worse (actually it could but I’ll come back on that later).

But step aside, look left or right away from this nuisance and a broader – brighter – perspective will lay ahead.

Shine

The High Line, Chelsea, Aug 28th 2016