Day 2 Staycation
I admit I was feeling a bit nomadic being in my own town and staying at a hotel. It was also insanely hot in the city. Sundays are a day to relax and regroup but it wasn’t working in my favor. I camped out at my daughters places before hitting up the book fair at MOMA/PS1. I had gone to the fair in LA and I found this one much better.
Needing an attitude adjustment, the first stop was to get a drink. Lemonade with a shot of vodka was the call. I needed an attitude adjustment.
There were booths throughout the building and outside too. The heat inside was not exactly ideal but everyone just went with it. Lots of posters.
And more posters
Posters from past events
More posters. Lots of political statements
Love this photo. Looking out of the window up on the 2nd floor and seeing the train move through the landscape.
Loved this poster
This is good too.
Stop into the Ian Cheng exhibit again. It is so good.
James Turrell room. Always a bonus
Some of the crowd
More t-shirts…these are good!
Then we walked from Queens to Brooklyn over the bridge. Loved seeing a group of kayaks make their way around the water as the set was setting.
We got to Brooklyn.
Went into Greenpoint where we had dinner at Achilles Heel. They have this amazing chicken dinner going on Sunday nights. Great bar, great music at this spot.
Delicious charred sweet potatoes with a spicy chili sauce
The chicken is unbelievable.
Rice with fat drippings. Can’t go wrong.
We made our way back to NYC with the hope that our elevator was working again.
Lunch Poems–made my morning.Thanks for sharing your wandering love affair with our town.
Dear Joanne, Love, love, love the “statements” shot here. Will share provided I can give proper credit. Is it enough to list just your blog and MOMA/PS1…Thoughts? Thanks.
totally fine. go for it.
In one of the poems you photographed, there’s a great line that could go out as a prayer for our countries right now: “No to clickbait as culture”. I’m taking a media and politics class, and last week we talked about how in the US and Canada, newspapers are being gutted of resources- investigative and reporting journalists around the country are losing their jobs by the thousands every year because ad revenue is going to the internet where an ad has to be clicked on to generate payment, and of course, no one clicks. And so in the place of professionally produced objective news, we get clickbait and pre-packaged stories written by interested parties like PR people for corporations. And because democracy depends on a “cacaphony of voices”, we might be tempted to settle for clickbait as the cacaphony and forget that we’re being slowly starved of real reporting and investigative journalism.
Of interest what just happend in Philadelphia as well as a few other towns (2 million total):The Inquirer’s Parent Company Gets $1M to Fund Investigative Journalism, Diversity Effortshttp://www.phillymag.com/ne…http://www.philly.com/phill…
Oh that is so cool. I’m going to bring it up in class. Thanks.
Really great point @erinm1:disqus. Can I connect with you somewhere? I am living what you are talking about and trying to help solve it.
Sure. erinmulligan 24 @ gmail dot com
Rice with Fat Drippings!!!
I made duck like they were making chicken over my fireplace a few times. The smell that emanated from the chimney was heavenly-as was the fat we saved that dripped off the duck while it was cooking over an open fire.
I was looking for another post entirely, LOL, but this one made my day. Wow! What a treat to share all those POV’s!