Last week I stayed in a Boston hotel
in a room on the 31st floor.
To my surprise, I was able to open
one of the windows all the way.
I could easily have thrown one leg over the sill,
then the other, and been gone, no problem.
It was wonderful; there was nothing
stopping me. Nothing.
Metaphysical Containers: The Art of Carole Kunstadt
Modernist Opus in Olivebridge
The Photos of Nadia Sablin
Stanley Kubrick's Photos
Unshattered
Chronogram Conversations: Scribner's Lodge
More images of interior and exterior
Nadine Boughton—The Modess Women
The Creative Tenants of Atlas Studios in Newburgh
Birthday Party 2018
Chronogram Conversations 2018
Catskill & Hudson
Woodstock Film Fest
Bop Island Jazz Fest Performers
Rosendale Street Festival
The Amsterdam
