Out and about in the Meat-Packing District after a stroll on the Highline, I encountered several large Mr. Brainwash works. I was tempted to tear down part of one of the Madonna panels, thinking, "Will this be like a Keith Haring or Shepard Fairey one day?" (His work already sells like hotcakes.) But I resisted.
Still, it was impressive seeing them in their natural habitat and reminded me of arriving in NYC and discovering ACT-UP's infamous outing posters. Wish I'd seen a Haring. Wish I'd stolen one.
I strolled the Highline with my friend Gordon. It didn't blow me away (I Tweeted as much and Gordon wrote me to say "sorry," making me feel like a lowlife), but the pictures reveal it to be quite sophisticated. I felt it was so low-concept as to almost not seem like a park at all, but I can see how urban jungle-ites might find it peaceful: