.......I want a Tree House in Bryant Park, Manhattan.

"Vapour Trails" 4 April 2013


"Writes of Spring " 4 April 2013



"Still Life 1" 4 April 2013



"Reflection" 4 April 2013




"Reflection 1" 4 April 2013




"Reflection 2" 4 April 2013




"Ground Zero" 4 April 2013



"Yellow Cab and Oblivion" 4 April 2013




"Abstract Forms-Mixed Media" 4 April 2013





"Spring" 4 April 2013





"Native New Yorker 1" 4 April 2013



"Narcissus" 4 April 2013





"Native New Yorker Listening to Alt-J" 4 April 2013




"The View" 5 April 2013 




"Reflections" 5 April 2013




"Orange Straw-Bryant Park" 5 April 2013



"The Most Beautiful Trees in the World" 5 April 3013




"Bryant Park" 5 April 2013




"6 April Sun" 6 April 2013




"Passenger with Perfect Skin" 6 April 2013





"Two Models Posing-Times Square" 6 April 2013






"Facade Brooklyn" 6  April 2013




"Nails and Spa" 6 April 2013





"Read Brooklyn" 6 April 2013




"37 F" 6 April 2013



"OO, OO, OO, OO, OO, Oo, Oo" 6 April 2013



"37 F - 2" 6 April 2013



"Still Life-Mixed Media" 6 April 2013




"Seriously Crap Painting - High line" 6 April 2013



"Still Life - Mixed Media" 6 April 2013




"Bright Stuff on Walls" 6 April 2013




"Associate View" 6 April 2013






"Caged" 6 April 2013








The Metropolitan Museum of Art" 7 April 2013



"The Guggenheim Museum" 7 April 2013




"Every Shadow Suggests a Story" 7 April 2013





"Cardiac Arrest-Central Park" 7 April 2013




"Pigeons" 7 April 2013




"Hellenic American Parade" 7 April 2013


"Six Pack +" 6 April 2013



"Queen of Bryant Park" 7 April 2013




"1st Hip Hop Writer" 7 April 2013


"Parade of Trees-Bryant Park" 7 April 2013




"The Worker" 7 April 2013




"Cityscape" 7 April 2013




"Fallen Angel One Way One Way" 7 April 2013



"Pink - Central Park" 7 April 2013


Great Exhibition by Susanna Heller " Phantom Pain"  from March 15 to April 20, 2013  at Magnan Metz Gallery, 521 West 26th Street, New York City 10001. www.magnanmetz.com

Margret Thatcher died today...her legacy........ like everyones will be good and bad. How good or how bad depends on your geography and the shape of your larynx. 

The Little Dictator in North Korea needs his nappy changing. 

...meanwhile.............the wind still blows from the North East.

Virgin Atlantic meals in the cattle truck section are reminiscent (when they have not run out of your preferred choice) of 1980's Air Zambia's Luska to Harare watered down orange squash and dry bread sandwiches. 






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