Posts Tagged ‘museum’

Keith Haring

After brunch at Applewood, Amy and I went to the Brooklyn Museum today to see the Keith Haring exhibit. I was familiar with his work, but not that familiar. Whenever I see his work it always seems really comforting to me somehow. At the exhibit today I realized that’s because he did the cover of my favorite childhood Christmas album:


(Image from here)




I think this one was my favorite. That’s only the bottom piece, it was a long, narrow painting.


These make me dizzy to look at, in person and in the photos.



There was also another exhibit called Raw/Cooked that we checked out too.


Once you signed a waiver they let you climb up this roof.



It was very fun and different. And after the museum we went to Ample Hills!


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Orchid Show

Today Amy and I headed up to the New York Botanical Garden to see the Orchid Show.

It’s a long trip up to the Bronx, and it was extra long since the D train wasn’t running below Herald Square. Even though several people tried to convince us not to get on the train, we made it up there.








Luckily one of Amy’s friends lives in the Bronx and was heading into the City to visit her so after getting Mister Softee we caught a ride home with him.

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IMPACT Opening

Tonight I went to the IMPACT exhibit opening at the Museum at FIT.


I brought Amy as my date. We stopped off at the new falafel place by our office and then headed over to see some celebrities. Oh, I guess I should say I got invited because the store at the museum is my account at work.


Photographers all in their spots.


Tommy Hilfiger


Zac Posen


A designer whose name I can’t remember but I really liked his look.

And then we went down to look at the actual exhibit.




The clothes were gorgeous. Each designer who belongs to the Council of American Fashion Designers got to exhibit one piece. The exhibit wasn’t big, I was happy to go in and look around, but I won’t know if I would have paid to get in.

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A Surprise Trip to San Antonio

I expected to spend today in Austin with my co-worker who came in this morning. I expected to pick her up at the airport and then show her around Austin. As we were driving to lunch we passed a highway sign for San Antonio and I said that I always wanted to go there. And she suggested we just go. So we did! Gotta love adventurous co-workers.

We drove down to San Antonio, about an hour and fifteen minute drive, and stopped off at the Country Line for lunch. I loved, loved, loved the garlic mashed potatoes (can you say buter and sour cream??), but didn’t really care for the brisket, peppered turkey, or ribs. But the mashed potatoes were phenomenal.

The Alamo totally made up for it though. My brother and I were big fans of the Davy Crockett movie when we were kids and, although I always turned it off before he went and died, I have still always wanted to see the Alamo.

Things I learned: they lost the battle of the Alamo; the distinctive top arch of the building was added in the 1850s, 15 or so years after the famous Battle of the Alamo; and that the famous building was the mission, the whole grounds were really what they were fighting for.

You could go in the mission and look around, which was really interesting, but it was very small. The monk’s quarters had more of a museum-quality to them and we spent a while in there.

There was this really cool Texas Christmas tree right outside the Alamo.

After looking around the Alamo (didn’t take long) we walked over to the Riverwalk.

I know I’m going to sound like a snobby New Yorker but I wasn’t really impressed. I’m sure with warm weather, sun, and a bunch of people it would have a great atmosphere, but I thought the whole thing just seemed a bit forced. My co-worker and I both agreed that there was a lack of authenticity in San Antonio.

That said, I was happy we went and I loved seeing the Alamo.

We drove back to Austin and stopped in at BookPeople where I bought this great book. I highly recommend going to BookPeople if you go to Austin. It’s everything a bookstore should be and their staff recommendations are really great and it’s such a nice thing to see.

I was pretty exhausted at this point so we went for a quick dinner at Max’s Wine Dive (great name). I had the grilled cheese and tomato soup (delicious) and we split the toffee coffee brownie for dessert (amazing).

Tomorrow it’s the business I’m actually here for and then I’m off to Puerto Rico!

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Untitled I (like a painting)

Let me start by saying that waking up at 6:30 tomorrow morning is going to suck be great. I’m trying to be positive. I set my alarm this morning for 8am, woke up, laughed, and set it for 9am. And even then I only got out of bed because I had to go to the bathroom.

But today was pretty great so I was happy I took the plunge and got up. I paid a visit to the MoMA to see the Willem de Kooning exhibit before it closes this weekend (better late than never!).

The line to get in was insane, but it went by pretty quickly. The de Kooning exhibit was great, and not really as crowded as the lines to get in would make you think.

(My favorite)

We also checked out the Cy Twombly sculpture exhibit.

And a really interesting architecture exhibit.

And then we checked out the Diego Rivera murals exhibit which was so great.

Photos weren’t allowed in the exhibit, but it was amazing. I would highly, highly, highly recommend it. Apparently there was a Diego Rivera exhibition at the museum shortly after they opened in the early-1930s and it was very successful. It was really interesting to relive the past (in a way).

After a whirlwind tour through the MoMA we headed to a bar to watch the Winter Classic hockey game. Despite not caring about the game it was a good time!

I got home at 8, but it felt like 11 (<— what happens when you start drinking at 3pm). And I finally unpacked from my parents’ house (not as bad as I thought it would be) and I came across these socks my mom got me.

I thought I would give them a try. The inside is really crazy. It’s like walking on Gak (hello ’90’s children), it feels so strange. And is also a lot of work to balance. But my feet do feel soft!

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No, not New York City. I’m talking Washington, DC.


I spent the summer of 2006, the summer before my senior year of college, interning at ABC News in Washington DC. Let me take a little trip down memory lane.

I lived in a George Washington University dorm room, more a suite, with a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom.



With a friend from college and a random girl who we were assigned to live with.


Random girl, me, and my college friend.

Our suite was in a great location right next to the Foggy Bottom metro, it overlooked Washington Circle Park, and was a short walk to Georgetown.


The internship was great. I was interning with really great people and I got to experience really interesting things (2 tours of the Pentagon (which I consider one of the coolest places on earth), going out on a shoot in Maryland, sitting in on lots of interviews with really interesting people).


The great group of people I interned with.

So is the point of doing this self-indulgent nostalgia post to talk about how happy I was and what a great experience it was? No, the point is to talk about how miserable I was.

Sometime around the beginning of my junior year in college I decided I wanted to work in TV news. I’d always loved the news and politics and I thought it would be the perfect high-powered job for me. I applied for several internships and got interviews with CBS and with Nightline in DC. After the phone interview I was convinced I didn’t get it and then, a few days later, I got an email telling me I was accepted.

I was so happy. My good friend Jo was interning in DC as well and we agreed to room together in the GWU dorms. My good friend Maria would also be down there interning and living with her boyfriend.

I moved down to DC really full of hope and excitement. But it wasn’t at all what I was expecting. My friends, Jo and Maria included, weren’t 21 (I was) so our options of going out were limited. Jo had a lot of friends in DC and while she was nothing but welcoming and always willing to include me they were never people I felt comfortable around so I rarely hung out with them. I actually ended up pushing most people away because of how miserable I was.

The people I was interning with were also great but none of them were 21 and none of us ever ended up hanging out with each other outside of work. I also wasn’t making any money so I often felt like I couldn’t go out and do things without getting into heavy debt.

So what did I spend most of my time doing? I worked Monday-Friday and I mostly spent my nights and weekends alone. I didn’t have enough money to go to the gym so I never exercised, I ended up eating cheap fast food because our kitchen didn’t really have pots and pans and I didn’t really know how to cook any way, and I often ended up in front of the TV eating boxes of Milk Duds (seriously, boxes).

I’m sure it won’t surprise you when I say that, in retrospect, I really regret this. Yes, I had no money, yes, none of my friends were 21, but I could have made more of an effort to hang out with people and meet new people. But I didn’t.

And, to be honest, I still often let fear or curmudgeonness hold me back from new experiences (see my post on Wednesday about how I can’t make blog friends and you’ll realize this is true). And that’s not good.

So I wrote about this not to write about how happy I was, OR about how sad I was, but to remind myself to not let fear hold me back.

But, in the spirit of ending on a happy note, I did some really fun stuff in DC that summer, too.


My friend Maria and I went to Anderson Cooper’s book signing and I talked to him about some of the people I worked with at ABC who he also knew.


We took a really cool behind-the-scenes tour of the Capitol building.



Maria and I paid a ridiculously inappropriate visit to the Museum of the American Indian.


(Look how tan I am, and how red my hair was. I’m thinking I might actually like my hair like that.)

I also went to a ton of museums and saw a ton of movies because those are good things to do on your own. My friend Becca and I watched the World Cup final together in Georgetown, which was great. And, as I said earlier, I made two amazing visits to the Pentagon (did you know there’s a KFC and a DMV in there?).

So in the end this is a little reminder to myself to not let fear hold me back and to take chances because I don’t want to life my life with regret.

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Yesterday, my final day in Oregon, we went to visit Fort Vancouver. Since I love history I was really excited to go. I actually made my family switch some things on the itinerary so I could go.


Fort Vancouver is actually in Washington so I got to visit two states on this trip! We started by walking through their gorgeous gardens.




That last picture is of Hops (full circle there!).

The fort was made up of several small buildings, some of which were empty to explore and some were partially open and recreated to look like that time period.



I think being surrounded by the wall was really interesting.


That’s the jail.


And that’s a body shackle.

I really liked the color of the wall in the Counting House.



And the map.


That’s the cannon at the top of the watch post thing.


And that’s the blacksmith. He was trying to make a hook, but he couldn’t get the fire going to strong enough.

And that’s my trip to Oregon! I had a really great time, I actually can’t believe it went by so quickly. There was a lot of downtime, which I can be impatient with at the time, but in the end it’s really nice. Of course I love the time I can spend with my grandparents, aunt, uncle, and cousins.

I’ll update this post with better pictures once I get them off my DSLR.

Until next year, Oregon!

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