Feral sculpture in Chelsea.
Stopped in quickly to vist it MOMA. The galleries were pulsing madly with the strobing of camera flashes. I had my camer with me, so I too chose to shoot a few things, sans flash.
This Ryman represents all that is or needs to be in painting.
This Rothko evoked a wonderful slap to the head, in a disarming way. I imagine it's the greater plum field that transported me back to my visits to the chapel in Houston.