I’ve been spending a lot of time in Manhattan. Yesterday saw paintings by Alex Katz of his wife, Ada at the Jewish Musuem. There was also a show of Comics, that is a must-see for all comic book lovers.

My mom lives in the Zabars-Fairway-Citarella vortex on the Upper West Side. My walks up Broadway from the 72nd Street subway station have been a feast to my senses.

Booksellers, vendors of all kinds. Sephora, Barneys, Urban Outfitters. It’s a cool shopping mall on Broadway between 72nd Street and 79th.

Style and energy – whether it’s the upscale or the beggers. Life throbs up here big time.

I love the old style Broadway stuff, too. Like the Cuban Chinese on the corner of 78th Street and Zabars, which is timeless and tasty.

I compare it to Seventh Avenue and recognize that Broadway is just so much bigger. The buildings, the streets, the expanse from one side of Broadway to the other, the island in between, the level of commerce, the hustle bustle, the self-importance of it, the money…

My eyes and ears are contantly taking it in. Broadway: this exciting walk of life.