This is city life…this is art: Me on a bench in business clothes working on a laptop in a city plaza. Two young men in front of me juggling a soccer ball, beginning a 12-hour marathon fundraiser. A pile of blankets on the bench to my right with a dirty sock poking out. Adjacent to us, a slumbering, sunburned sailor with Patagonia clothes and the trappings of a past ‘good life’. The park employee cleaning the barrels hands a resourceful homeless man an extra trash bag for his possessions. Meanwhile, thousands of commuters stream by us, never picking up their heads. How can we not see each other on this great canvas of a plaza?