Looking At Art Angles With The Architectural Perspective

Ok the title is a little verbose but perspective does count, I always forget this. So does context and all given angles . That shiny sparkly metallic building in the background (second pic) has always been a favorite, it looks so different from ninth ave and some side street ! I wonder if it has a matching metallic like name.

Update: I added the another pretty metallic building pic (the pink metallic one).

Think Glitter

I fell in love with this collection of colorful material in the window. For a second my life felt colorful and sparkly, If i had been more aware I may have almost reached a star or two . But then I continued walking towards my destination. Not that there is anything right about my destination, or wrong.

On a more irritating note, I attract the most irritating of situations . Yesterday sitting all tired on the commute home trying to nurse a brain sprain and in no mood for flirty smiley men, cheerful or chatty or catty women on cell phones, sitting down next to me and was thankful when a serious looking individual sat down next to me. but I just knew this was no ordinary commute home. For starters my mp3 earplugs only had one working earpiece, I cant listen to music in one ear only. And then the mother with the baby came on. Lucky for me there was one available seat right behind me. I'm not exaggerating when I say the baby managed to shriek the entire 45 minute commute , right behind me of course. At first I tried empathizing with the baby after ten minutes it was no longerworking . In between shrieks, the mother needed to borrow my blackberry to phone someone and managed to use a few minutes that I no longer had left.
And then the baby went right back to shrieking right behind me the rest of the long commute home.
Babies should not commute during morning or evening rush hour.
Also, tourists should be given a walking speed minimum during morning and evening rush hour. At one point I worked in the heart of the tourist walking district, its impossible to hurry them up they move along sometimes barely moving at all.
Every once in a while I wish I was a tourist though.

Random Sentences/Sentiments

In no particular order :

1) The Gallery Annex of the New York Transit Museum has these fascinating new exhibits. I loved the collections of glasses on a shelf exhibit.
All of the exhibits are really fascinating.

2)I love it when I unexpectedly start off the workday with a cupful of beer, courtesy of the Heineken beer booth in Pershing Square, handing out samples of beer just for being you!
Thank you Heineken, my morning was so much smoother and brighter.

3) One thing that never ceases to amaze me, are those classy looking Mister Religion promoters on the corners and sides of sidewalks, particularly , the ones in the classy business executive outfits and heavy suitcases filled with all kinds of marketing material.
How on earth did they get to believe so faithfully in the message they are sincerely/ cordially and consistently handing out to the crowds that are passing by?
How is it that, they are so sure of the message on a paper, that they are willing to stand outside in the heat of the sunny days in a suit /tie and heavy suitcase beckoning/inviting/imploring strangers to make the same religious conclusions and choices they did.
Do they ever get tired of certain religious stances /positions and posturing and switch perspectives or points.
Do they change their marketing material or just re-interpret the text to suit the new stances and perspectives they are promoting.
4) Also, sometimes I wonder a little about the religious legal system I grew up on and how it works, from a logical and logistical point of view.