Sunday, while not the coldest day we had this weekend, was cold enough for us to eat soup for two meals and need an indoor activity (that was not staying in to watch the How It’s Made marathon) to keep us occupied. After that first bowl of soup, we headed up to the Met for our indoor portion of the day.
It was the last day for Faking It, which we wanted to see but hadn’t yet seen. It showcased early manipulated photography, from painted photographs to images that had been stitched together from a variety of negatives. I had assumed going in that the exhibit would be comprised of images that were manipulated to be purposefully absurd or for commercial purposes (like this one of a woman in a champagne glass), but many of the images were altered simply to capture the scene in a way that wasn’t possible with cameras at the time. It was difficult to capture clouds or flickering flames, so these elements were painted in, and it was hard to keep everyone in a group still long enough to capture the photograph, so negatives were put together.
It was also the last day for Extravagant Inventions, which was pretty wild in its own right. It was a collection of furniture by the Roentgens (whom I had never heard of), most of which contained a dizzying number of hidden drawers and compartments.
We were only at the Met for a few hours, so we didn’t see the Matisse exhibit. (We intended to go see it during a Young Members event a couple of weeks ago, but the event was so unbelievably crowded that we took off.) We still have time for that one, though – it doesn’t close until March.
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Tagged art, Met, museum, NYC
It’s cold out there.
Koh Pha Nagn, Thailand, August 2008
“feels like 17″ < sand.
Swamplandia! by Karen Russell
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I am easily seduced by the promise of imaginative characters, and Swamplandia! promised a family of alligator wrestlers living on an island amusements park (one member of which serial dates the dead). I loved the premise, and parts of the book (particularly the beginning) I thoroughly enjoyed.
Then things sort of started to fall apart for me.
Narratively, the first part of the book is told exclusively in first person, through Ava Bigtree’s eyes, but at some point the book shifts and every other chapter is told in third person, following her brother Kiwi. I understand *why* we would need to follow Kiwi to have his story told, but the sudden shift seemed jarring. And then there was the very long, rambling “Dredgeman’s Revelation” – which seemed odd and out of place and unendingly long.
As other reviewers have mentioned, there is a very horrible (although not entirely unexpected) thing that happens toward the end of the book, and this is not handled in a very satisfying way.
All that aside, I loved the world that was spun in this book – Swamplandia!, the World of Darkness, the swamps. It sucked me right in.
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I knew yesterday’s sun and warmth couldn’t last. We’ve not been hit with the negative numbers that my Midwestern friends are lamenting, but the twenty-degree drop in the temperature from yesterday to today was not something I appreciated.
It would have been a good day to stay in and watch Breaking Bad, but – if you can believe it – we’re all caught up. (Walter White is the worst.)
So we bundled up and headed out to the Brooklyn Botantic Garden.
Okay, so it’s Thursday. I was out to a late post-work dinner, and the day got away from me. Sue me. (Okay, please don’t.)
Livingston, Guatemala, January 2008
Anyway, we went to this Caribbean place for dinner, and the photos on the wall reminded me of our jaunt to Livingston.
No surprise, really, as Livingston is on the Caribbean Sea.
I read this post on xojane advocating using a person’s top 5 movies as a quickie personality test. After my initial surprise at the number of people who listed Kill Bill in the top 5 movies, I got to thinking about what my top 5 movies would be.
I think they would have to be Empire Records, Tommy Boy, Grosse Point Blank, Dogma, and White Christmas.
Honorable mentions go to Clue, Mallrats, and O Brother Where Art Thou.
I’m not sure what that says about me, other than that I stopped watching movies somewhere in the mid-90s. Perhaps I need to expand my cinematic repertoire more …
What about you? What are your top 5 movies?
It wouldn’t be January if the internet wasn’t teeming with resolutions! Why not add some of my own to the melee?
If you’ve been following this blog for a while (don’t worry if you haven’t been, your resolution can be to start!), you know that my banner year for resolutions was the year I learned to eat tomatoes.
documentation of a less successful resolution: eating beets
Alas, all resolutions are not so easily reached. I failed to replicate that success with a similar resolution to begin eating beets. (Beets taste like dirt, blood, and hate. And when they come out of a can, they look like organs. I simply cannot get behind those vegetables.)
That’s not going to stop me from making resolutions for 2013!
I love the romanticism of a good ruin, and this one really took my breath away.
St. Paul’s Cathedral, Macau, August 2007
Happy New Year! We had a lovely evening ringing in 2013 with our friends, who graciously had us over for cocktails, cards, and playtime with their new puppy. (Thanks, friends!) There’s no better way to end one year and start a new one than with friends (and champagne).
instagramming rather than concentrating on my hand
Of course, I didn’t always value the low-key NYE …
Posted in Holidays
I don’t have much good to say about 2012. (Sure, some good things happened: my brother graduated from law school, one of my best friends got married in a lovely ceremony in wine country, one of my other best friends had a sweet little baby, and I got a new job – at a firm that seems to be more financially stable than the last one.) I know the worst part of 2012 is going to stay with me always, but it’s nevertheless a relief to close the ceremonial door on this year and start fresh tomorrow.
Bring on 2013. As my dad always said, onward & upward!