“Juke Green” by droolcup is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
“Juke Green” by droolcup is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
“Juke Green” by droolcup is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0

Light in New York: We are Children of Mark Rothko and James Turrell — New York

Julie Lindow
Nov 2 · 2 min read

Memories of New York in autumn run through my head, flashes of light fold time, origami stars. The darkness of the cemetery lies naked next to the candy-orange glow of the wind-up flats. Of course it would be the sun’s brightest glimmer that reveals the darkest depths of our eyes. Then we are there like Rothko’s lights of painting, next to Turrell’s…

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Julie Lindow

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Writer and editor in San Francisco uncovering mysteries in cities and other creative nonfiction adventures https://julielindow.wordpress.com/

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