Every time I pass this sign, I wince. They sell children’s clothing. Maybe this is just my problem. “Candy store” here is like “coffee shop.” It doesn’t tell you about the particular kind of business, merely that candy or coffee is among the many things they sell. Many of the so-called “candy stores” […]
Read More Signs of My CommutePart of my Lenten practice this year is Seven Sun Salutations, at least, in part, for the alliterative value of that practice. It reminds me of that bit on “Sesame Street” with the baker. “Seven…sun…salutations!” The other part is letting myself mourn my old life. One of my godmothers mentioned to me that it was […]
Read More Six MonthsThis is what I knew: 1. Most of the artists I love best were “discovered” in America at the Armory Show in 1913. 2. It cost $40. Damn. 3. It’s on the piers on the west side. I have been to Chelsea Piers now, with my kids, to take them ice skating. On these huge […]
Read More The Armory Show IMore from the Contemporary side of things. The first piece came from origami, and I loved the colors. All of them were squares and played with ideas of folding without using any actual folding (Alyson Shotz). Next were some African masks by Romuald Hazourme, made out of containers for liquid– gasoline, we would think of […]
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Going On 