A snowball sits in the crook of a branch in a snowy park with a path to the left with passerby’s, snowy lawn to the right, and the Empire State Building far on the horizon.
Three snowballs piled in the crook of an eastern red bud tree, it looks like a snowman crashed into the trunk of a tree.
There’s a little voice in my head, that I hear when the chatter quiets, that says “do something, make a choice, see what if…”, and that’s probably why I’m an artist. Also that David Hammons snowball piece has really stuck with me.
#snowballs #nycparks
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