After an amazing 15 hours of head cold induced sleep, I boarded a bus and got ready for another day of do gooding. Today's victims were the visitors to the Met. My neighbor has her internship there and she wanted to give me a day pass to help get me back into the art scene. I jumped at the opportunity to see Tara Donovan's tape installation and the angel laden Christmas tree. I thought to myself, how am I going to have an inspired day of kind acts at this mellow museum?
Upon entering the great hall my question was answered as people pushed and shoved around the information desk. It took me twenty-five minutes to check my coat, giving me time to come up with the idea to be "good citizen of the day."
It was pretty clear that people were numb from the holidays and the museum was filled with a jet lagged international set whose faces showed that they were simply trying to tick it off their NY to do list. I sprung into action by first smiling at security guards who seemed relieved at the gesture. Second I helped open doors for people and helped others find the Christmas tree. After taking a rest in a gift shop I was able to assist the poor sighted by reading the fine print holiday greetings on the sale boxed cards. In general I didn't really do things that much differently, just with a little more zest than my normal day.
This day is dedicated in memory of my Dad who could talk to anyone about anything
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