Six Months

Part 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 […]

The Armory Show I

This 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 […]

Armory Show II

More 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 […]

Armory III

Starting here with a typewriter typing a long white bed sheet. Well: a glossy, waterfalling scroll of paper. Lovely, and I forgot to get the artist’s name again. A color photo with color I was mad for. Whether that was real or induced color, environment, I don’t know. Or care. (Robert Polidori.) Two human […]