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.
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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.
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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.
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Movie Camera Filters, 10th Avenue & 28th Street |
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Skatepark @ Pier 62 |
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View of Hudson Yards from Pier 64 |
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Pier 64 Garden |
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St. James Church, Madison Ave. @ 71st St. |
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Brant Foundation |
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Burberry Window Display, East 57th St. |
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Midtown View from 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.
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West 58th Street between 11th & 12th Avenues |
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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.
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Joyce Kilmer Park, Bronx |
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Brooklyn Museum Parking Lot |
Many "
Rear Views,"many more attractive than this one, were exhibited at the LGDR Gallery on the Upper East Side.
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.
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.
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Clark Pond, Connecticut |
We picked up freshly cut flowers and bourbon chocolates for
Tom and Audrey who hosted us for the weekend.
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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