Seven

Seven months, seven sun salutations a day for every day of Lent except for like three days when I came home and I was very…tired. My train is the 3, an excellent train, another way I got lucky here. I had to transfer to a D at Atlantic Avenue-Barclay Center, that is, where Jay-Z sleeps […]

Signs of My Commute

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” […]

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 […]