Park Bench Stories was designed as an exhibition; it has appeared in several venues and continues to travel as a group of pieces.
I am a park bench. I am no different whether I reside in New York, Santa Fe, Venice, Prague, Vienna or in any small town anywhere in the world. I remain in place all seasons of the year, in all weather, year after year, gazing at the same scenery.
People come to visit me–some are regular visitors, some pass my way but once. Children take a break from play; young lovers catch a moment alone; some are waiting, others make a phone call, have their lunch, rest after a long day, read or simply enjoy a beautiful day.
Some are hopeful, some are weary. Some are peaceful, some are troubled. Some come alone, others in pairs or groups. Some stay a while, others take a quick break and move on. I see them all but they never notice me.