an issue of passionate concern...

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back to new york...again. i can't seem to get enough of that city. different experiences each time. new things to see. new people to meet. new food, delicious i might add, to eat. waking up saturday morning 10am for run and other maintenance, off to work open to close...that's right 2:45pm to 3:30am, quick bite, max ride and here i am at the airport feeling more tired than i have in such a long time.

we'll fill the air with imagery that lasts forever...

off to nyc again. escapisim? maybe. but it is also an undying love for that city. my prince thinks it's all hype and has no desire to go, of which i would agree that new york is a lot of hype and isn't everything most people chalk it up to be, but it is amazing nonetheless. there is so much history in that city, a confluence of cultures and peoples like i've never experienced. filled with art and beauty and decay. if inspiration lacks on one corner turn to the next and it will find you. and yes, i know this is a narrow minded view from a person who only visits. every place is different when you live there, but so far, this is my new york and i can't get enough.

rather than fretting over what to pack this trip i've been scouring art rags for decent shows to see while i'm there. i only have monday and tuesday and if any of you have any suggestions i would love to hear them. with most of the "to do" art world off in Athens and/or just getting back from Venice I'm curious to see if the city still has some life to it.

so far i have these on my list:


laurel nakadate at leslie tonkonow


charles ray at matthew marks


maybe go see the gutenberg bible on display at the new york public library





there has been debate regarding gutenberg's printing method. one printing scholar claims that he could not have used a moveable typeface but rather used something similar to the keys of a typewriter which could slip and would create the overlap and difference in letters.

new york city part two...

yesterday beheld such wonderful sights. my last full day in new york couldn't have been more complete. beginning with a wonderful cup of coffee from a random cafe somewhere in midtown i found myself making lunch plans with the excessively gorgeous hh. but first, i had so allow myself a few hours at the Met. i took the strategy of attempting to see as much as possible in the short amount of time i allowed myself. maybe not the best of strategies, whizzing by a green and white and black warhol, was that jackie o, and were those the running paint stripes of a morris louis. sculpted greek men and women in flowing gowns towering over me as i rushed through ancient greece and rome. highlights of the whirlwind tour and where i managed to give myself some time were the francis bacon retrospective and the marc jacobs exhibit at the costume institute.













i was delighted beyond belief to see the curatorial care and consideration that went into the exhibit. i picked up the book which accompanied the exhibit and will try and scan some photos in the next week or so.

new york city part one...

of all the wonderful moments in my life those that happen in new york seem to stand out the most. this trip has yet to let me down. i arrived on saturday without any solid plans, met up with jessica and brian to see ali's play, dream of me. the play was great and offered some poignant thoughts about relationships and what it's like to be a human being.

after the show we celebrated at V bar with champagne, then off to dancing and ever more drinks at a bar on the lower east side where laura and dom were djing, finally finishing with shitty slices and driving over the williamsburg bridge as the sun was rising.

walking home from laura and doms at 5:30am i was struck by the silence of the city. the never ending hum of traffic and humans seemed to cease for that 10 minute walk, and as i walked along rodney eating that second slice of pepperoni that i knew i would regret in the morning i thought to myself...what a perfect life.