I noticed this scene when I was stopped at a light crossing Manhattan. The longer I watched it unfold, the more I wondered if I was watching a prank or a living art exhibit. I looked around for hidden cameras or an exhibit plaque but found none. The young woman on the left took (I do not exaggerate) at least a dozen selfies in less than 30 seconds, slightly adjusting her hair or the tilt of her head or the pucker of her lips between each shot. The two older men on the right were reading and flipping pages of printed newspapers while muttering a low conversation to each other. I can hardly remember a more surreal juxtaposition.
October 4, 2018
Flagstones 