Saturday, June 15, 2013
Sunday, June 9, 2013
We saw and ate a lot even though we were in NYC for just one night. We saw the Claes Oldenburg exhibit at MOMA which was excellent. I loved his oversized plaster sculptures of food and other miscellaneous objects. A photo of his plaster hat is included here. We went to my favorite Ukranian restaurant, Veselka, and dined on borscht, potato periogis, and stuffed cabbage. It was heaven! We also went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and to Shopsins for brunch. Shopsins was out of this world. Kenny Shopsin was there, and yes, we were a bit starstruck having seen the doco, "I Like Killing Flies." The diner is now in a cute indoor market on Essex Street and the food is AMAZING!
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Car culture is such a drag. I hate having to own a car. I hate having to drive everywhere. Traffic is such a godawful bore. I'm going to have to replace my current car in the not too distant future. It would be really cool to get one of these vintage Citroens. They're so pretty, fun, and a little silly. I really love them.
I kind of want to get a Smart car. If you hate cars, having a cute little car is the way to go. The cuteness makes it more like owning a pet.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Marwencol is such an incredible documentary. It's the story of Mark Hogancamp, a 40-something-ish regular dude who was randomly attacked outside of a bar by a gang of guys. They beat him up so bad that he was in a coma and almost died. When he recovered, he not only had to re-learn how to do everything, his memory was completely gone. So he had no idea who he was and what he had done in his life before the attack. It's really sad and strange to see this gentle lost soul try to figure out who he was by going through old photos and journals. It turns out he was a pretty decent illustrator. But that skill is now gone. What Mark has not lost is his imagination. And it's through his imagination that he creates Marwencol, a doll world in which all of the action figures represent people in his life. It evolves into a kind of therapy that helps him process and heal. Mark also embarks on a vast and prolific photodocumentary of Marwencol, but he does all of this for his own enjoyment and personal satisfaction. He's not trying to make art, but his photographs are eventually discovered. I found Mark's story so sad, but fascinating and uplifting. His obsession with the details of Marwencol is impressive and also kind of hilarious. If you are inspired by Mark, you can go to the Marwencol site and donate to the local craft store where he buys all of his supplies.