Peter Doig, Rosedale, 1991
Visiting New York used to leave me dizzy. You know: walking through Washington Square Park on a summer evening, overwhelmed by all that newness. Too many humans, too many dogs and lights and sounds. I would take the Greyhound from Philadelphia to New York on Fridays during college to meet friends or dates. Hotels were too expen…
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