NYC run
Train in....loving the view out the windows...all the secret backyards and aboveground swimming pools...strange sights and bits of graffiti...odd toy-like machines of construction....dirt piles and waterways.
Once in NYC...I grab a much overdue coffee and then we eat
pizza at an extremely silver place outside Penn Station. watching lunch breakers and some suspicious folk by a trash can. One man looking around before putting something from his wallet in...another shuffling over a few minutes later and 'casually' feeling around.
hmmmm.
subway down to Van Dam to pick up resin. Two huge gallon sets. B and I put em into tote bags and staggered through the streets for our cafe rendesvous with J to bring him my baby artwork...
In addition to much needed material funds,he has Four books of poetry waiting for me! wow. sweet. The two I mentioned plus two he recommends!: Butterfly Valley by Inger Christensen and Child-And-Rose by Gennady Aygi. (incidentally I started the Rainer Maria Rilke poems From the Book of Hours and they remind me very much of Hafiz!)Liked him and his gf very much- want to adopt them as friends. (hey are you guys reading this?! eep. haha)Does that mean I can't blab about Jade Fox jade Fox Jade Fox Jade Fox????????????? I am terrible at secrets by the way. It's not a secret is it?
ok, I'll move on.
We talk of Memory Palaces.:)And upstate NY and plans and dreams and deer ticks etc.!
Must leave to run uptown to drop off resin at the bus. MUCH lighter and relieved after that.
Then running back downtown to catch the bday festivities of Renee Vara at 6s and 8s. Stop into The Pioneer for a quick too expensive but ooh delish snack and a Passion Fruit Cosmopolitan (holy yumness!!) to get my groove on.heh. Wearing my sci-fi silver top and funny pigtail braid loops. Brought a wittle gift of mini prototype receiver house on glitter sparkle circle. In a little brown box with a silver barbie sticker on front. hey, I'D be happy with it...;)
Yapping a bit with Ernest who was kind enough to introduce and make conversation at the bar of 6s and 8s. He works at the Brooklyn Children's Museum! How randomly awesome is that! B and I have been so wanting to go there.
Admission: I have no idea how I know Renee. I know she's involved with Scope so I figure I met her there? Can't remember. But it certainly was a timely invite so we took her up on it. The we had to play the game of trying to guess who she was. She was already quite polluted and potty-mouthed when we got to speak with her which was funny...but I still have no clue as to how I know her. She was wearing silver boots I said I must steal for my ensemble. She called for a camera....and later rambled a bit drunkenly about spaces for w/o walls...I think she enjoyed her birthday. ;)
Anyhoo, somehow after cosmo number 3 I too thought it was a marvelous time to dance and did so.
Talking to some artists there who did intrigue me with descriptions of their work- especially one- fishtank microworlds!!?? We discussed micro-macro and virtual worlds a bit...I told a bit about second life.Must locate the cards I was handed and look em up. Heck I just did and wow!! Love his work!Need to see the aquarium itself!! Kim Keever Look!I will have to cultivate more conversation online.He already contacted me about second life and such.
But at the time of course I thought it was more important to utilize the empty downstairs room for more flamboyant dance moves and laughter with b. heh.
On the way to Penn station we spot an asian style chair out for trash and decide we must have it. It came in good use at all the intersections anyway for resting purposes. We slept the whole train ride home. Good to get out of Dodge once in a while.;)
Once in NYC...I grab a much overdue coffee and then we eat
pizza at an extremely silver place outside Penn Station. watching lunch breakers and some suspicious folk by a trash can. One man looking around before putting something from his wallet in...another shuffling over a few minutes later and 'casually' feeling around.
hmmmm.
subway down to Van Dam to pick up resin. Two huge gallon sets. B and I put em into tote bags and staggered through the streets for our cafe rendesvous with J to bring him my baby artwork...
In addition to much needed material funds,he has Four books of poetry waiting for me! wow. sweet. The two I mentioned plus two he recommends!: Butterfly Valley by Inger Christensen and Child-And-Rose by Gennady Aygi. (incidentally I started the Rainer Maria Rilke poems From the Book of Hours and they remind me very much of Hafiz!)Liked him and his gf very much- want to adopt them as friends. (hey are you guys reading this?! eep. haha)Does that mean I can't blab about Jade Fox jade Fox Jade Fox Jade Fox????????????? I am terrible at secrets by the way. It's not a secret is it?
ok, I'll move on.
We talk of Memory Palaces.:)And upstate NY and plans and dreams and deer ticks etc.!
Must leave to run uptown to drop off resin at the bus. MUCH lighter and relieved after that.
Then running back downtown to catch the bday festivities of Renee Vara at 6s and 8s. Stop into The Pioneer for a quick too expensive but ooh delish snack and a Passion Fruit Cosmopolitan (holy yumness!!) to get my groove on.heh. Wearing my sci-fi silver top and funny pigtail braid loops. Brought a wittle gift of mini prototype receiver house on glitter sparkle circle. In a little brown box with a silver barbie sticker on front. hey, I'D be happy with it...;)
Yapping a bit with Ernest who was kind enough to introduce and make conversation at the bar of 6s and 8s. He works at the Brooklyn Children's Museum! How randomly awesome is that! B and I have been so wanting to go there.
Admission: I have no idea how I know Renee. I know she's involved with Scope so I figure I met her there? Can't remember. But it certainly was a timely invite so we took her up on it. The we had to play the game of trying to guess who she was. She was already quite polluted and potty-mouthed when we got to speak with her which was funny...but I still have no clue as to how I know her. She was wearing silver boots I said I must steal for my ensemble. She called for a camera....and later rambled a bit drunkenly about spaces for w/o walls...I think she enjoyed her birthday. ;)
Anyhoo, somehow after cosmo number 3 I too thought it was a marvelous time to dance and did so.
Talking to some artists there who did intrigue me with descriptions of their work- especially one- fishtank microworlds!!?? We discussed micro-macro and virtual worlds a bit...I told a bit about second life.Must locate the cards I was handed and look em up. Heck I just did and wow!! Love his work!Need to see the aquarium itself!! Kim Keever Look!I will have to cultivate more conversation online.He already contacted me about second life and such.
But at the time of course I thought it was more important to utilize the empty downstairs room for more flamboyant dance moves and laughter with b. heh.
On the way to Penn station we spot an asian style chair out for trash and decide we must have it. It came in good use at all the intersections anyway for resting purposes. We slept the whole train ride home. Good to get out of Dodge once in a while.;)