And she spoke of her deep love of New York, whose art and artists — she has long been close to Lawrence Weiner and Dan Graham, the pioneering conceptual artists, and Carl Andre, the Minimalist sculptor — have nurtured her creatively and personally since she began visiting regularly in the 1970s: «Carl would say to me, «To see you coming into the room is
like seeing a sunrise, Isa.»
Not exact matches
There are some
like me who
sees the creator in everything beautiful,
like the smell of fresh cut grass at
sunrise.
Now when the heirs come around
Like buzzards on a kill, I
see my reflection in their envious eyes, I'd watch it all burn to buy another
sunrise.
It is
like 1,000 people looking at one
sunrise all
see it a little different but there is only one reality.
Here you can
see what the Andes Mountains look
like just after
sunrise, on a clear day, as our flight crossed from Santiago, Chile to Mendoza, Argentina.
I wanted to stay up and
see how long it took for the milk come back out of my system, but my baby
likes to be awake to
see the
sunrise and I needed to go to bed.
So the blue of the Pluto atmosphere
seen from the far side from the sun with the sun blocked by Pluto basically means it has blue sunsets and
sunrises like Mars.
You've probably
seen them directing bridesmaids at a wedding or up at the crack of dawn on the hunt for the perfect
sunrise — but what would it be
like to date a photographer?
Here it goes 5» 4» latin / american smile
like the
sunrise, no no no, but seriously let
see... goodtimes, dancing schoolwork;) and shopping!
I'm so glad I found it this late in life,
like a formerly blind man
seeing a
sunrise, so was my reaction to Wesley Snipes throwing Gary Busey
like a torpedo, my constant bewilderment at how they'd cram more and more skydiving and subculture into the movie, the inconsistency of Snipes» mood and general actions leading me to believe they simply rolled cameras and he refused to do a second take.
We are thrilled Orna spent the time to discuss her work and share one of her poems, which was
like seeing light through the trees at
sunrise.
Both experiences had their pros and cons, but in the end, the heavy Atacama sun pounded our shoulders, the dry desert air made our skin rough
like sand paper, and it was all worth it when we
saw the barren desertscape turn into a kaleidoscope of purple every sunset and
sunrise.
It was looking
like an amazing
sunrise, I could
see from our kitchen window the sky was lighting up all pink and orange.
Sounds
like it would be a beautiful place to
see the
sunrise though!
If you
like to walk early in the morning you will
see awe - inspiring
sunrises and likely meet your neighbors out walking with their dogs.
Watched
sunrises and sunsets paint the canvas sky, and there is a black Harley (with skulls on the fender marking... well), if you
see him, tell him I'd
like another ride around the Island.