One night in Rochester

Today I write to you from sunny (43°) Rochester, NY. I’m in town for a conference and workshop. My companion is a great artist and is the brand manager for the company we work for. He is a wiz at explaining colour and how they relate to each other. He has given me so many ideas for my own workshop.
We started the morning with a visit to the George Eastman House. Wonderful and sad. You can feel the sadness throughout the house. That sadness is what brought him to end his own life. He didn’t think he mattered anymore. Mr. Eastman, you paved the way for so much in art and cinema. I, thank you.

Here are some photos I took:

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