I have to note the disorienting experience of being in the dark in Gormley's "Breathing Room II," primarily because of the elderly man in the exhibit flailing and yelling "I'm LOST!" and Jane and I repeatedly offering our arms to him, which he ignored. Impromptu performance art!

The most striking thing of the day was definitely the same artist's "Event Horizon" at Madison Square Park - the strange experience of slowly discovering each life sized man on the buildings surrounding the park created this visceral sense that I was being watched - surrounded, and in NYC, in a public park I'm usually aware of just the opposite - my anonymity. Funny too that I immediately imbue these metal statues with human qualities, and that being surrounded by inanimate objects would change my sense of orientation so wholly.