For a graduate class, I recently had to write a paper about an aesthetic experience I had through art. I wrote about a visit I went on to NYC recently, and thought it might be a pretty good read (if you’re interested)…

Here’s the beginning:
“A trip to New York City and tickets to a Lincoln Center musical show. To some, this may seem like a perfectly cliché vacation for a country bumpkin. For me however, it was a surprisingly transformative experience.”

If you care to read more about my take on everything from NYC street-attitude to snotty theater ushers to breakups, continue reading here.

Oh, and here’s my favorite song of the night to get you in the mood…