
So right now, this yellow box art thing is happening in Bryant Park. I’m not 100% sure what it is, because quite frankly, after entering the little yellow hut, I was semi fearing for the roof to collapse from those chicks stomping around up top. I read the print (artistically located only on one tiny wall, of course) but only managed to retain the words “Walk the walk,” something about women, and some artist’s name that I can’t even remember. Yeah, I have a horrible memory and a short attention span for abstract art, or whatever you want to call this.

I saw this girl walking by, checking out the exhibit before I got the chance to snap a photo when she crossed the street. I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure she wasn’t part of the exhibit. I think she justĀ happened to be wearing a ridiculously similar dress today. How unfortunate.
I probably shouldn’t judge since I didn’t read all of the description, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand “art.”