Later we stopped for drinks at a nearby place and stayed out quite late (I won't do that again) Things went downhill for me as I tried to get home. We missed a bus and I took one that left me in spot that I knew but the streets were empty. After waiting for at least 20 minutes I started to call my taxi company (mine?? yep-they will pick up regulars out of the area) when I saw what I hoped was my bus. It was. The young driver chastised me for being out so late, she told me that this was the last bus and so on. Then she said that I looked just like her mother. She really was a sweetie. As I walked my 1/2 block home, I was moving so quickly that I did not notice the big patch of ice. I stepped on it and went down so hard the sound echoed. A man got of his car and asked if I was o.k. and a young woman stopped to make sure I was not hurt.She yelled out "Are you sure you are o.k? I was watching you walk, you were really stepping." I am sure that I was I don't like being out late at night. It was so kind that they both watched until I walked up to my building. But, I was not afraid because I had talked to the caring bus driver about her mom, etc. I am sure that does not make sense and can't explain it or maybe I just choose not to.
Yesterday I was a little sore, but not damaged. I was happy to see that my beautiful NM program was not torn or wrinkled when I fell. I plan to frame it. It shows a graphic of a piece of work that is on display now. On paper it looks like a beautiful flowing robe. The actual piece is made from discarded aluminum and copper wire. It is by artist Ghanaian sculptor, Al Anatsui; the piece is titled Many Came Back.
Profile of artist: http://people.africadatabase.org/en/person/1874.html Interview: http://www.africa.upenn.edu/Publications/CL_anatsui.html Newark Museum: http://www.newarkmuseum.org/pages/toc2.html
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