My commute lasts 1/2 hour each way if I walk fast enough. When the weather is warmer I slow down, walk along different streets, and try to look at the things I pass each day without really seeing. New York is a pedestrian city. You begin to notice the people who travel the same paths at the same times. Sometimes you even notice that they are noticing the same things you do—the rat dashing between parked cars, the wilting bouquet of balloons stuck in a tree. For cracks in the pavement I propose to create three sculptures that will function as private jokes for the residents of my own neighborhood of Fort Greene, Brooklyn. I think that people stop seeing the things that are right in front of them, and hope that by hiding my pieces in plain sight I will lead people to look at their environment in a new way.