Trees trees everywhere, and not one to lift a leg on

Ingrid and I took in some galleries today, walking around in the not-quite-started-yet snowstorm. She took my picture in this one, Alexander and Bonin (which I insist be pronounced BONE-IN, ok?!) There were lots of pictures of trees. Ingrid loves trees, and so do I. Unforch, these were too high up for me to pee on. It was very frustrating. Here I am not peeing on the tree pictures.

Seeing some art

This afternoon Ingrid and I went to some of the galleries in our neighborhood. I especially liked this installation at Marlborough Chelsea. It's a rat's eye view of things, and you all know how I feel about rats. They call it "A New Beginning" but that doesn't make sense to me as I wasn't even allowed to start to think about marking one of the giant flowers.
Art, schmart, give me a fire hydrant any day.

Arty Outing

Hey, It's been a while! Not my fault, Ingrid was in Africa or something.

Anyway, we walked over to some of the galleries today. We stopped to see this, Une, by an artist named Corday. The information that Ingrid picked up says this big sculpture is meant to "engender direct physical contact." Ok, I peed on it. How's that for physical contact, Corday?!

Ingrid took a picture of me, as she always does on our arty outings.

She said I looked amazing in this light. Who doesn't know that?