New York was lovely, as expected, though I was getting exhausted and homesick at the end of it. Maybe that's probably me just getting sick-sick at the end of it.
I generally enjoy it, and this time was no different. I wouldn't say that I necessarily 'understand' a lot of modern art, but I do enjoy looking at it. I find the fact that it's weird and challenging and at times total bullshit far more interesting than staring at my 5 millionth portrait of a famous person from 300 years ago.
They had a few exhibits of note: Yoko Ono, Andy Warhol, Jacob Lawrence's Migration Series, and the oddball one that lined up with my work/interests: Design for Common Good.
I also hung out in the sculpture garden for a bit, enjoying the weather and did a bit of writing. That was fun. Being around art can definitely inspire you.
I was super impressed by this museum. It was trying to do the oddball thing of creating some of its exhibits around theme rather than time period or style, so it had this really cool mashup effect. The highlight for me was
Diverse Works: Director’s Choice, 1997–2015. Lots of interesting stuff all put right next to one another.
I was also impressed/intimidated by The Dinner Party, which was extremely large and extremely detailed and still felt weirdly off. It might have been all the unsubtle vulva imagery.
The FAILE exhibit was also pretty decent.
One thing that I also really dug about it was how diverse the patrons were. It felt like the museum itself had a progressive direction that works its way through everything it does, which I thought was cool.
Brooklyn Botanical Gardens
Lovely! Wandered for a bit, but ended up spending a bunch of time at Lilypond Terrace, which was really nice. Very relaxing.
Hedwig round 2
I tried the lottery a couple of times and decided I didn't need that sort of uncertainty and instead caved and bought the best tickets I could get, which turned out to be in the 4th row. Darren felt a lot more settled into the role, and it was still a good time. I think, for me, one thing that makes the show really interesting to me is the fact that it feels more about abstractions than about characters and still remains compelling to watch all the way through. I don't mean that it's shallow, necessarily, just that it's kind of a show of metaphors reflecting metaphors until you get to the end and then it goes almost entirely abstract. You can watch it a dozen times and get something different out of it each time.
Magic Mike XXL round 2
Possibly even more fun the second time around, because it gave me a chance to be (even more) shallow about things. Matt Bomer singing with his Neal Caffrey hat! Everything about Channing Tatum's ridiculous dance to Pony! Even the convenience store scene was more goofy fun this time instead of just weird and creepy.
Okay, back to drinking my tea and watching Don't trust the B in Apartment 23. Maybe I'll even start in on my hot and sour soup.
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