So it seemed that victory over the proliferation of logos at P.S. 1 might have been achieved. Despite the preponderance of visors, beach balls, seat cushions and fans, the majority of the marketing materials were in mangled mounds on the ground.
As I am wont to do, I walked around taking people pictures. The last person in front of my lens sent my quixotesque quest against the logos a few steps back. As I was getting her into the frame, she insisted, "Hey daddy, be sure to get the Christian Dior handbag in there."
