you are NOT the father

So since I have all this time on my hands, I've decided to apply to get tickets to the taping of every show ever. And I got one already! to Maury Povich! ha
So October 22nd, I take the free bus to Stamford Connecticut to watch the magic happen.

Soup and Ebay

Last night I stayed up until 3 am making kale and potato soup. I mean, why not? This morning I realized it became stew, so I threw it in the food processor and made a sort of vichysoisse type thing. I'm foraging and freezing in anticipation for the dark days to come.
I've been all work- computer mode today. First, I've been asked to curate a show back in my old hometown of Buffalo at the Carnegie Art Center which will open in February of 2010. I've already decided to do a mostly photography exhibition and feature works by my friend and former Buffalo Alum Jonathan Grassi.
I'm also curating my friend's office...meeting for that tomorrow.
I've started going through things to sell and have listed two Shepard Fairey goodie bags on Ebay
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=180416621288&_trkparms=tab%3DSelling
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=180416623720&_trkparms=tab%3DSelling
I'm not sure if I will leave my house today...I'm not even motivated to do yoga or the laundry I need to do. But this chair is hurting my butt...agh

wburg to midtown

Luckily for me, my friend moved to a farm. Not lucky because I miss her, but good because she brought me a giant box of farm fresh goodies the same day my unemployment benefits were denied. 1 eggplant, 6 eggs, 2 bunches of kale, a bunch of potatoes, 2 ears of corn, 2 butternut and one acorn suash (my keyboard won't type that letter that comes after "p" how fun.) This morning I made a kale, eggplant and cheese uiche (good lord I never thought I'd need that letter this many times in one paragraph) then walked from
Williamsburg over the bridge up to 53rd and 5th to the Museum of Modern Art to catch the last day of "In & Out Amsterdam: Travels in Conceptual Art", but more impressively "Looking at Music, Side 2." I'm lucky to have a membership to the American Association of Museums- for $35 a year (I chalked my student ID) myself and a guest get into every museum in America for free! After that I walked to Upright Citizens Brigade Theater on 8th and 28th to see my friend Michael Hartney's amazing sketch comedy. My legs are tired. I plan on using my AAM card and going to EVERY museum out there. I don't know if my shoes will withstand the walks though. If you knew me, you'd know that sneakers are not a part of my wardrobe. Hell, pants are barely a part of it.


So yea, I'm the girl in dresses, tights and boots walking the miles from Williamsburg to Midtown.

Idiot.
Blek le Rat or an imposter?

Pajamas

Aside from a severe new drinking habit, I've also somehow decided that it is ok for me to wear my pajamas out. Not just when intoxicated and posing infront of a dumb mural where I drunkenly mistook one character's leg for another's bent hand at 5am, but also when my friend took me to dinner at Roberta's in Bushwick. And I will probably wear it again. I'm wearing it now in my bed too.

Pickles, Waffles and Dirt

Today my friend and I walked over the Williamsburg Bridge to the annual Pickle Fest on Essex and Broome. I really didn't expect there to be the huge huge lines to get teeny tiny pickle samples...but there were. And we waited. and bought pickled cucumbers, beets, beans, and ingested enough sodium to make my fingers swell. I realized by 5pm that all I had in my stomach was coffee and pickles, so off to Chinatown next for a $1 green tea waffle from Paris Sandwich on Mott above Canal Street. They also have weird smoothies and sandwiches that I have yet to try. Today I tried some coconut jam on the waffle for an extra $1...good but too sweet and I got it all over myself. I'd rather have had another waffle.Then we wandered around Little Italy in search of an italian soda...no such luck. Little Italy seems to be getting swallowed by Chinatown. It is much much smaller than a few years ago. I'm not a huge fan, but come one Chinatown, you've got enough space to emit the most foul of stenches.
After Little Italy we headed west over to Clic Gallery (a photo gallery owned by my former client Christiane Celle of Calypso and her husband photographer Antoine Verglas), Opera Gallery (where I was surprised to see some Blek le Rat pieces) and one of my favorites- Walter de Maria's Earth Room which just re-opened for the season. Today I found out that it is the same dirt that has been there since it's creation in 1977. It kind of fascinates me, first that Dia is able to hang on to this prime space in Soho, and also how absolutely calming a room of dirt is. The sound is of no sound, it smells fresh, it sounds so simple and kinda dumb, but I love being in there.
Then we walked around Greenwich Village with a cup of coffee, my absolute favorite area to wander, then took Bleecker over to the east side and over to Stanton for some noodles ($6 at the place across from Arlene's Grocery, whatever its called). Splurged the $2.25 to take the train back home. I'm beat.

6 weeks, unemployed

Six weeks ago I was asked to leave my entire-life-encompassing job at an art gallery. After 4.5 weeks of extreme depression, I decided that this time of not working- the first time in nearly 15 years, was something I will want to remember. (be it good or bad)

After I decided that leaving my house was a good idea, I've been spending a lot of time wandering around New York. I'm trying to save money by walking to and from Manhattan, which somehow gives me a sense of accomplishment...and weird validation.

And now another thing to feel a sense of purpose...