My last day in Central Park. I spent the whole day around the northern part of the Reservoir. By now I'm back in San Francisco and I need a sweater as well as a jacket when I go out in the evening. I love it! Although I enjoyed New York as well, but it was just too warm for me.
North of the Reservoir. Three quotes from Paul Auster, City of Glass (part of The New York Trilogy).
The middle one has a great quote:
"No matter what he did now, he felt that he would always be too late. He could run for a hundred years, and still he would arrive just as the doors were closing."
These are all quotes written by Maureen Howard. The first and the second are extracted from A Lover's Almanac. I made them on a bench close to West 89th Street. The following four comes from The Rags of Time. They were all made between the Reservoir and the Tennis courts.
Drawing number two, number five and six has great quotes:
"One day Artie sat on a park bench, a laundry bag with clean underwear for his grandfather - fragment of story - an old man who did not like servants in his house, the underwear stolen the instant Artie closed his eyes."
"Last night I told you of my slow progress round the track, the reflection of clouds skimming the water (...) Outwitted by an owl. I did not mention shortness of breath, my heart's marathon beat pumping for the booby prize."
"Our binoculars captured the Halloween mask of the owl's flat face. (...) Do you remember the old woman huffing and puffing her way round the track? You signaled her to stop?"
My last drawing, drawing number 72. Or, the last drawing I made was actually the final one in the Howard series - the one were I was drawing the shadows cast on the paper. This one was actually drawing number 70. The quote is extracted from John Irving, The Hotel New Hampshire. I made it between the Reservoir and the Tennis courts.