Bluejake

My fiance K is a second grade teacher here in Manhattan, and for the past few months her class was studying Central Park. As a capstone project, the class decided to play Olmstead and Vaux and design their own park. I think the result is breathtaking- a symphony in tempera paint, popsicle sticks, and glue. While I naturally prefer my own interpretation of Central Park, from 1981 (below), I acknowledge that the third grade Nature Park is a more advanced treatment of the same subject matter.