Holding Still

Wisdom...

...hath builded her horse...

A thousand umbrellas were tilted over a thousand hats in Piccadilly...

Would you like another urn of tea?

Tea-hee...

Petals on a wet, black bough...

Surely the Second Coming is at hand...

Look on my works ye mighty, and despair...

and despair...

Thatcher hath builded her house

Who's next?

Hard to run when one is cherubic...

The world? It is we who hold up Atlas.

All images except the sixth were taken on West 26th Street, NYC.