My friend Karen was in town last week (you know Karen, right? right) so I took her to the High Line. For you non-New Yorkers: the High Line is a public park built on an elevated freight rail, and it's beautiful. And if you go, it must be at sunset, or I don't know what to say about you.
Karen took photos, as is her way. I painted (afterward). AS IS MINE. (Why the all-caps? I don't know either.)