Tuesday, June 20, 2023

Spring Return To Oz

It took me 25 hours to get back to New York City from West Palm Beach via Amtrak on the Silver Meteor.  I timed my arrival to spend a couple of days with Zoltan at 47 Pianos. Manhattan excites him as much as it does me.  

Springtime in New York wasn't any different that it ever is, with one major exception. Canadian forest fires have never made my neighborhood feel like New Delhi before.

 Central Park, Tuesday, June 6 @ 6:41 p.m.
But for much of the spring, life in New York felt like returning to Oz with a well-established routine.  In addition to lots of theater (Kimberly Akimbo, Sweeney Todd, Fat Ham, White Girl in Danger and Funny Girl) it included plenty of walking and reading time in Central Park, long strolls around the city, visits to museums and occasional weekend getaways, once Thom returned from the Folly, too.



Pickle ball may not be any more popular than last summer's roller disco near the dairy. Why?  $120 per hour may be prohibitive for the ordinary park goer unless you can round up seven like-minded friends to amortize the cost.





This shot will make a great addition to my bicycle collection.  Chris and Thom agreed to pick five or six that I'll enlarge and hang in the Folly hallway next winter.

10th Avenue between 22nd & 23rd Streets
I couldn't tell if this guy was part of a film crew in Chelsea or if he was potting plants on the corner just for the hell of it.


Movie Camera Filters, 10th Avenue & 28th Street
Skatepark @ Pier 62
View of Hudson Yards from Pier 64
Pier 64 Garden
St. James Church, Madison Ave. @ 71st St.
"The Greatest" Mural, 6th Street near 1st Avenue
Brant Foundation
St. Vartan Armenian Cathedral
2nd Ave. & 34th St.
Burberry Window Display, East 57th St.
"Brooke with Beach Ball" by Carole Feuerman
Park Avenue @ 38th Street
Midtown View from Pier 84
Kayak Rental @ Pier 84
The Intrepid and a kayak bring to mind an elephant and ant metaphor.


In our pronoun-obsessed times, this witty ad gets high marks.


West 58th Street between 11th & 12th Avenues
Columbus Circle
I rushed to see the Gerhard Richter show before it closed at the David Zwirner gallery.  It did not disappoint and sorely made me wish I had bought the catalog for his 40-year MoMA retrospective which I saw in 2002.  His black and white paintings of the Baader-Meinhof gang were unforgettable.  If these works had titles, I couldn't find them.




I ventured to the Bronx and Brooklyn for several other shows, including "Swagger and Tenderness," "Couturissime" and "East of sun, west of moon."

John Ahearn & Rigoberto Torres
Joyce Kilmer Park, Bronx
Thierry Mugler
"Cowboy Kato Coolie, aka: Bruce's Bitch"
by Oscar yi Hou (2021)
Brooklyn Museum Parking Lot
Many "Rear Views,"many more attractive than this one, were exhibited at the LGDR Gallery on the Upper East Side.

"Juncture" by Jenny Saville (1994)
Dozens of Andy Warhol's Polaroids helped kill time while waiting for the elevator at the Brant Foundation.  Liza never looked better, even at her worst.

Liza Minelli by Andy Warhol 
Uman uses color like Warhol used celebrity!


Imagine getting a peek at a Yayoi Kusama installation without having to stand in line.


Thom and I stopped to see Randy in New London en route to North Andover and South Boston for a visit.  We hiked to a granite quarry after he fed us a delicious lunch.


Clark Pond, Connecticut
We picked up freshly cut flowers and bourbon chocolates for Tom and Audrey who hosted us for the weekend.  

Charlotte @ Thames River Greenery
Dagny recently turned five.  She and Della had a joint birthday celebration on Castle Island. Della will be three next month.


I bought Della a streamer ball in Mexico City.  Look where it ended up.


After the party, Dagny performed in "It's Showtime."  She takes lessons at Miss Linda's School of Dance, along with 285 other students from kindergarten to high school.  They performed 27 different routines.  Yikes!


We stopped at Kensico Cemetery in North White Plains on the way home.  I recently learned a cousin of mine had been buried there a little more than a year ago.  It turned out so are my paternal grandparents are there, too.  I never knew.  Thom found their grave, as well as that of my favorite uncle and aunt.
  

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