Central Park can mean more than a jog around the Reservoir or
a picnic at Sheep Meadow. It can mean the acquistion of a piece
of art, created while you wait, by one of the portrait artists
lined up along the path into the Zoo.
They set up their easels and perch on their portable chairs,
seven days a week, ready to capture the essence of anyone with
a few bucks and half an hour to spare.
They range from art students to the Master, who has his own
art assistant to toss peanuts to the squirrels, so they won't
distract him as he paints.