Hi all,
I hope all of you are having a great memorial day, full of family and bbq and really nice nectar.
I have finally recovered from my trip to New York City on Saturday and am ready to report.
Let's start with the most important part of the trip...the coffee. Now, I don't want to offend anyone, but Starbucks is not my preferred cup of joe, so when I'm in a big city, I'm looking for the PERFECT cup of coffee, because once I find that, my day is pretty much set. So, I headed to Cafe Grumpy in Chelsea (the main gallery district of NYC) and got a cappuccino. This was so good, I could almost convince myself it never happened, except that I have this photo:
Being a total snooty coffee snob (and proud of it), I would say this rivaled the cappuccino's I drank daily while living in Rome a couple years ago. One of the keys to a good cappuccino for me is that the transition between the steamy milk and espresso should be seamless on your tongue, not jarring and this went down like, well like nothing else. That's the other key to a good cappuccino: there are no words, there may be sounds, but that would be a bit embarrassing.
Cafe Grumpy also didn't disappoint in the art category. The walls were lined with these really curious portraits that were made of thread. It was the perfect atmosphere. Here is a photo of those portraits:
Sufficiently caffeinated, I headed over to the galleries. Now a lot happened to be closed due to the holiday today, but I did see these amazing colorful digital prints:
I am normally not a sucker for landscape painting, but these huge landscapes did it for me. I think it was because the artist found this beautiful balance between revealing and concealing. These weren't about the landscape as much as they were about painting the landscape. I loved them. I also loved how the artist negotiated the composition. Some of his compositions were open, and appeared to extend into the viewers space and other compositions would have this large horizontal line at the bottom that really blocked the viewer out of the space. It was wonderful.
And I also ventured into the Marlborough gallery, where I saw this exhibit of contemporary Cuban art, which was wonderful. I loved these huge, rough drawings on canvas. They were really emotional in a way. The artist used these certain, broad marks on the canvas. It was exactly the kind of drawing I love:
This exhibit also had several interactive sculptures, where the viewers could crank something or touch a part and make the piece move:
And then there was some really nice Greek food, Koreatown, Brooklyn, Soho, and a whole lot of walking with an evening and following day of much deserved rest.
I will edit this post eventually with the names of the artists, but for now, you get the idea....
I hope your final projects are coming along splendidly!
Monika