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New York City Blog Aug. 26 – Sept. 1

NYC Blog Aug. 26 – Sept. 1

 Want to hear French? Go to the Guggenheim. Want to be part of the Millennium generation? Go to the Guggenheim. The building’s architecture means more to me than its exhibits. I get a thrill romping up the white painted rotunda’s incline, poking into niche exhibits and then looking down from the top at the circles I’ve just climbed. The James Turrell exhibit has drawn such large crowds that looking down from the top tier was impossible. So I contented myself with shooting a photo of people basking in the irridescent colors of Turrell’s other world- E. T. installation.

Sun bathing at the Guggenheim
Sun bathing at the Guggenheim
This is the time of year the Y does its spring cleaning. The pool is emptied, cleaned and then refilled with 180,000 gallons of water.

Now you see it.
Now you see it.

 

Now you don't.
Now you don’t.

New York City Blog August 19 – August 25

 

 Hands up everyone who has wanted to take an axe to the computer, smartphone or Kindle. I lost my Kindle on one of the seven planes I took this past July. Never put anything into those plane pockets on the back of the seat in front of you. Well, I did. I have replaced it with a paper white in Japanese, I think – unless it’s Korean. I don’t think it’s Chinese. Since everything is in Japanese, Korean, or Chinese it’s difficult to follow directions. Help! Amazon! Welcome to my Kindle…
  Welcome to my Kindle
The Dickens of Detroit, Elmore Leonard, died this week. Anybody who reads American crime fiction knows what a fine writer he is. Some of his distinctive features are:  snappy dialogue, wit, ordinary but unusual settings, characters below the fashionable radar screen. He was known for being cool and that’s what his writing is. It will be interesting to see if his work weathers well.

This past Thursday a friend and I invested most of our 401Ks in a meal at Locanda Verde. It was worth it. The restaurant is south of Canal. Who goes there? Apparently, buffed, toned and successful people. On Sunday I took this photo in a Brooklyn butcher shop. Isn’t meat glorious?  Aren’t those #10 cans cute? To prove I do have a conscience (I’m thinking of all the cows, pigs, and chickens I’ve eaten) I’m posting a cottage in Portland, OR. that was built with recycled materials including #10 cans.

Meat Glorious Meat
Meat Glorious Meat

#10 Cans
#10 Cans

Recycled Cottage
Recycled Cottage