Blogging from the NYS Public Library

Captain Vincent Astor is staring at me. It's hard not to stare back. He's dressed in his Navy blues decorated with all the colors of the rainbow with a forlorn but regal grimace on his face. Vincent is just one of dozens of gold framed paintings here at the historical New York Public Library. I'm blogging from floor 3, about to loose battery power without an outlet nearby but determined to get through this last paragraph.

As I blog visitors and tours grace quietly through the room staring at faces that mean nothing to me. Perhaps they endowed their riches to the library before they died? Maybe they wrote extensive books that can be found here. The gloriously rich multi-tray ceiling just above me is more extravagant than even the Library of Congress.

There are all kinds milling about. Foreigners snapping off photos (no flash allowed), college types buried deep in research, facebook fanatics typing frantically and museum types taking in the colorful ceiling murals and limited exhibits.

Bryant Park just outside is under serious renovation. There's scaffolding up everywhere. It's not a good day for exterior photos. Just as well for me because the glorious McGraw Rotunda and Pforzheimer Collection is whispering from down the hall.