#254, East Village, NYC
The search for beauty in senselessness. The need for something brave, stupid, astonishing, and full of love when it matters most. August 7, 1974: why not turn our minds, if only for a moment, to what happened on that day in lower Manhattan, to when Philippe Petit committed an act of impossible grace: he put a rope between two towers that he loved and went for a walk.
"There is no why," he said. 'When I see three oranges, I juggle. When I see two towers, I walk."
You can read Michael Bierut's beautiful piece on the documentary Man on Wire here. You can rent the film most anywhere. But you don't need a DVD to do something senselessly beautiful today. There is no why. Just how.