This wednesday I went to the Sidney gallery on 22nd street.My first impression of the gallery was that it was very small. I was a bit disappointed.I expected a large ornate gallery dripping with art, but I soon learned that the size of the gallery did not matter. I was pleasantly surprised to find myself enjoying the intimate space. The contents in the gallery were all photos. I specifically remember a large photograph of a napkin draped over a book. From a distance it looked like a flower petal. Another one that stuck in my mind was this photograph of the chest of an African boy. His chest had the letters R,U,M burnt on. No its not the liquor, but Refugee Union something or something along those lines. I don’t know why that image plugged on my heartstrings. My overall experience at the gallery? A good one. Would I go again? Probably not in the near future, but someday ;]
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