Look at this:
You can tell exactly what those clothes are like.
June 13, 2009
Alice Neel
There are many things to like about her work, but today I was really digging her attention to clothing.
Look at this:
You can tell exactly what those clothes are like.
Look at this:
You can tell exactly what those clothes are like.
Poor
The other day I forgot my wallet and found myself on the way to work with $9 in my pocket. I used $2 to ride to work, and I needed $2 to get back home.
By noon I was starving. After much consideration I went to the store by the subway station to get some nuts and fruit for $1.25.
Yep, Healthy Mix. 280 calories. I ate one nut at a time, so they would last longer.
Change:
I really, really wanted coffee, but my coffee costs $2.06—$1.69 wouldn't get me much more food. I looked on Midtownlunch.com for the cheapest taco cart: I could get a half-decent (one-third decent?) burrito and beans and rice for $3.25—but it was all the way over on Park Avenue (three blocks). I just couldn't bring myself to get up and walk all the way over there.
Finally I asked my colleague if she could lend me $5. She gave me a ten (thanks Emily), and I was rich!
I bought a feast for myself: double espresso and a sandwich and brownie.
Greg and I are poor folks, and we worry about money all the time. But we drink good coffee, we can always buy lunch if we need to, and we don't have to walk three blocks to the cheap place. We're lucky.
By noon I was starving. After much consideration I went to the store by the subway station to get some nuts and fruit for $1.25.
Yep, Healthy Mix. 280 calories. I ate one nut at a time, so they would last longer.
Change:
I really, really wanted coffee, but my coffee costs $2.06—$1.69 wouldn't get me much more food. I looked on Midtownlunch.com for the cheapest taco cart: I could get a half-decent (one-third decent?) burrito and beans and rice for $3.25—but it was all the way over on Park Avenue (three blocks). I just couldn't bring myself to get up and walk all the way over there.
Finally I asked my colleague if she could lend me $5. She gave me a ten (thanks Emily), and I was rich!
I bought a feast for myself: double espresso and a sandwich and brownie.
Greg and I are poor folks, and we worry about money all the time. But we drink good coffee, we can always buy lunch if we need to, and we don't have to walk three blocks to the cheap place. We're lucky.
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