Sophie Blackall_Subway Art

What Caught My Eyes...

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Noticed this beautiful work of art on the subway this morning. Such a beautiful representation of the different array of subway riders. Loved it!

The following text excerpt is from Sophie Blackall's Blog
Needless to say I love the subway. I glean all my characters from my fellow passengers. The same sorts of things which attracted me to Missed Connections, I find on the train: subtle interactions, eccentricity, beauty, sorrow, secrets, kindness, generosity, excellent hairdos. Every sort of person imaginable and unimaginable. For this poster, I measured my allotted space very carefully and figured out I had enough space to draw 34 people. I had to whittle and whittle my list of favorite characters. The surfer standing with his board in a puddle of water didn't make it. Neither did the gorgeous elderly drag queen, the man with the enormous orange velour armchair or the disheveled mermaids. I'm sorry. I still love you. Read more here.

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The 2010 ING New York City Marathon

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Excerpts from TsehaiNY.com
"On a crisp Sunday morning, The 41st ING New York City Marathon drew thousands of runners from all walks of life.
They were prominent world athletes, unsung heroes, and every day people." Read more

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Mesmerizing Night with Meklit

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Excerpts from TsehaiNY
"...Barefoot she walked towards the microphone adjusting it to accommodate her stature.  Once the microphone was set, she turned back glancing at the drummer, speaking to him wordlessly.  On cue the drummer softly began playing as she allowed the tunes to flow inside her body.  The beat took over as she began to move her hands, hips, and legs escaping into her zone.  She is ready.

In case someone in the audience was distracted-perhaps by a twitter update or a text message-and missed her entrance, there is no doubt the distraction ceased soon as she began to sing.  Her crisp, soulful voice filled the venue grabbing hold of the crowd’s attention.  Singing a love song in Portuguese, she took the crowd on a beautiful journey.  She controlled her voice with grace singing softly and then projecting it.  Once she was ready to come back down, she motioned to her drummer with her hands slowly descending.  The tunes eased and came to an end, and she slowly looked toward the audience before cracking a beautiful smile.  Coordinating with her band she grabbed her guitar and put her ‘game-face’ back on.  She is ready for another ride..."

Click here to read the whole review and learn more about her works here.

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