Ray's
is a bastion of culture too, and of a culture that intersects with Carnegie.
Not only stage hands but folks in tux and tails, baseball caps and baggy pants,
folks who get their drugs on the street and folks who get them
by prescription--everybody needs a slice now and then.
Cultural
intersections came to mind after I saw Tony Renner's complete cycle of
paintings inspired by the Powell
Hall concert that was reprised at Carnegie Hall Wednesday night. Check out Tony's work
here.
So I
was thinking about Stravinsky's Song of the Nightingale and what Tony made of it with
acrylic and paper as I stepped outside the
Hall for an afternoon stroll. And then
I heard a familiar high-pierced cry. I looked up and saw a hawk soaring
overhead, and then another, catching the
wind currents between the buildings
on Washington
and Grand.
The hawks
landed together on the ledge. Appeared to converse briefly. Then took off
and flew great wide ellipses around Midtown.
