NYC has the most absurdly large windows everywhere. People and buildings reflecting more and more shapes into the view. It actually makes more dimensions. Light does funny things upon windows. Take a closer look sometime. Even if you don’t have a camera.
This guy is peering into his wallet. Perhaps, surprised at how much it costs to come see art. Which brings up the question of the value and worth of art. Such like this abstract monstrous welded sculpture. What the hell IS it, anyway? Does it inspire you at all? Are you more concerned about how much you spent to come see this thing?