Do you know the New York sky? You should, it is
supposed to be known. It is outsanding. It is a serious
thing. Can you remember the Paris sky? How unreliable,
most of the time gray, often warm and damp, never quite
perfect, indulging in clouds and shades; rain, breeze and
sun sometimes managing to appear together. But the New
York sky is blue, utterly blue. The light is white, a
glorying white and the air is strong and it is healthy too.
There is no foolishness about that sky. It is a beautiful
thing. It is pure.
Louise Bourgeois, the puritan
Photograph : Louise Bourgeois, Repairs in the sky from the series What is the Shape of this Problem, 1999 © Moma