What do all the following experiences have in common?

• A leap in front of the bright yellow ginkgo tree that punctuates the front of the High Museum of Art and partially hides the Rodin* gifted to it after 106 museum leaders and patrons died in an airplane crash departing from an art tour of Paris the year before I was born (not to be confused with the Rodin exhibit inside the museum right now); 
• Two public pianos free for the fingers; 
• And another leap, this time off a swing at the only playground in the United States by playscape designer and sculptor Isamu Noguchi, built when I was 13 and now preserved and protected.

It’s public play, folks. That ability to exist in public space, and to have fun doing so. 

MY MASTER’S THESIS QUESTION, WHICH I CONTINUE TO ASK, IS: WHO GETS TO EXIST IN PUBLIC SPACE?; WHEN, WHERE WHY AND HOW?; AND WHO GETS TO DECIDE THAT?

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#bikelife #bike #publicplay #fitness #wellness #selfcare #mentalhealth #Atlanta

♬ Good Day – Nappy Roots

YESTERDAY, IT WAS ME (AND DISCO).

* You can see the Rodin by the gingko tree in this photo from a prior year: