G. and I’s adventures also took us to Coney Island, bien sur! We got there right at the “magic hour” and I took pictures I’ve taken a thousand times before, but I never get tired of the Cyclone, Wonder Wheel or Parachute Drop. One visitor from Milwaukee called the Parachute Drop the “Eiffel Tower of Brooklyn” and I couldn’t aggree more. We walked along the beach and evaded freezing waves (though I heard the Brooklyn Polar Bear club declared it too warm for their New Years dip and instead had a moment of silence for the real polar bears suffering due to melting arctic ice). You can see more photos of G. and my adventures close to (my) home and more Coney Isalnd pics on flickr.
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Geese and rain on new years day
On New Years Day we took a walk in Greenwood Cemetary, where Basquiat an Asher B. Durand (among others) are buried and where a flock of parrots, adapted to NYC temperature, live in gothic spires. There was also a flock of geese waddling among the tombs. The walk reminded me of getting lost with G. and H. this summer in Cimietre Pere Lachaisse in Paris, not finding Oscar Wilde’s tomb and wandering around for awhile until we found an exit. I’m starting to realize I like the aesthetics of umbrellas.
Staten Island Ferry Terminal
G. came for a visit from Paris for over two weeks. This time together took us to Maine and all over the city. On New Years Eve we joined a bunch of other friends for a “sunset cruise” on the Staten Island Ferry. What a great way to reflect on the year that’s just passed, seeing S.I. fade into the distance as you nibble snacks in the cold wind and watch the Brooklyn shore pass. It felt like a real cruise and one friend reflected “I just wish the distance between Manhattan and Staten Island was longer.”
Swoon and Ladder
A piece by Swoon and others. I love the light, the patches of color and how the woman almost looks alive.
Umbrellas and Crowds
I just find this so sweet. It reminds me of that Magnetic Fields song “All The Umbrella In London.” But actually positive.
On the wall and floor
There was just so much amazing art that every photo was almost gauranteed to come out good. It gives me shivers to remember being surrounded by so much art and all the people who were there to enjoy it.
Floor Puzzle 3
I love that the pressed tin ceiling becomes a piece of the floor…
Waiting for 11 Spring with Croissants!
Waiting in line, someone had the brilliant idea (along with many, many others) to get croissants. Pain au chocolate eased the 2 hour wait, as did this sweet bunch of friends- there are very few people I could have so much fun standing in the slowest line ever with!
Goodbye 11 Spring!
I have finally, finally uploaded my photos from the opening/closing of 11 Spring street, which street artists made famous and then the Wooster Collective made even more famous by bringing together Street and Graffiti artists from all over the world to put up art all throughout the building and then the New York Times made even MORE famous by publishing a story on it, resulting in 3 hour lines. However, the wait was totaly worth it and I think it was one of the most memorable art days of my life. Many thanks to my co-worker S. who emailed me the story originally, insisted that I go and also gave me a crash course in Street Art when I needed to teach some students about the Swoon piece we have up at the Museum. You can see the complete slideshow by clicking on this photo or visiting http://www.flickr.com/photos/killerfemme
Typewriter
I brought this typewriter home from Astoria, Oregon, bought the day after Thanksgiving with J. when it was pouring rain and howling, windy fog. Bringing back on the airplane the security screeners all laughed when they saw this beautiful blue chunk of metal I was hauling 3,000 miles home.
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