I went out to Coney Island today. Every time I go out there I am reminded of how much I love it. The visuals are magnificent and today they were hidden in mist and fog. As the subway came into the fancy new station (it is above ground), out the window the wonder wheel is peering out from the fog. I was supposed to rain today and it threatened. But while I was out in Coney Island, it was simply beautiful. All the rides and attractions in their bright and bold colors battling the mist for their beauty. Battling the locked gates for their life. I guess that is why carnivals closed up are so spooky. All of the faces and colors demand to be alive. To have life surround them. Although to me they are no less beautiful in their disuse. Coney Island is strange in that it seems to want to keep a part of it falling apart. It is not trying to be like a new amusement park. Coney Island is definitely an individual and is beautiful in its tarnished glory. Maybe because of it. My main reason to hop on the train was to see the Leland Eve’s art show at the Coney Island Museum. I love the old memorabilia in the museum and I am totally inspired by Leland Eve’s beautiful work. He paintings are gorgeous and delicate. I have admired her work from afar on the internet for a year or so now and the medium doesn’t do her work justice. Her lines and delicate and expressive. Her girls have the most beautiful clothes and in some instances not many clothes at all. They all flirt with you and I am completely inspired by the nature of her work, the simplicity and complexity of her layers, building to a very whimsical and exquisite image. If you have a chance to see it, I totally recommend taking a trip over. The museum is great. As I was leaving the boardwalk I felt a little sorry for the two buses that were unloading. I hope the classes realized that Coney Island isn’t really open for play. But nothing can begin to hide the beauty. As I hit the street I realized that they were walking over to the famous Nathan’s Hot Dog, which was open. I also went to the Folk Art Museum on my way home, but I will save that for another day. It was great but I felt totally out of place….

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