These paintings nearly made me cry at the museum today.
A few of my favorite pieces from last night’s Eraserhood Forever opening at PhilaMOCA plus a sidewalk sleeper I nearly walked on and a somewhat Wayne White-esque living room sculpture (they even sculpted a bunch of little pills in the pill bottle) at the 319 North 11th Street Building.
(Steven Bradshaw : “Bob” // Shane Smith : “Meditation, Black” // Michael Perry : “Oh, You ARE Sick”)
Tried to clear my head and heart at the waterfront at Penn’s Landing on the Delaware, lost track of time and it started to get dark so I headed south to Harbor Park on Spruce Street. Then came the rains.