This is some street art that I found on the way home. Located under the turnpike it would change on occasion, and every day when I walked back from playing pinball I would check.
Her pieces totally blend in with the surroundings: traffic overhead, scurrying rats, and this.
So having watched "Magic Mike" one too many times, I was slightly addicted to Alice Russell. When I googled her, low and behold, she was playing a gig the next day at La Poisson Rouge on Bleeker Street.
What an amazing voice, and a venue with really great sound.
I started to chatting to some elderly gentleman who had lived in Switzerland for eleven years, and they ended up taking me to dinner at an Ethiopian restaurant. It was a fun and delicious night, and suddenly New York was not so lonely!!