Alice, tiring of her sister’s chatter, was getting sleepy. She didn’t think much of it when a white rabbit appeared in front of her and pulled a watch from his pocket. He began shouting, “I’m late! I’m late!” then he scurried into a thicket and disappeared down a rabbit hole. Bored, Alice followed. She tumbled and... Continue Reading →
I woke early this morning, just in time to see the Norweigan Escape pulling into the pier. From our little perch 23 stories above the streets, we keep our eye on our city. On the streets below, we see the yellow cabs and the black cars delivering New Yorkers to their destinations about... Continue Reading →
I don’t exactly remember when I was first introduced to MC Escher. I was young, in college, and someone had given me a 1000 piece puzzle of men walking up and down stairs. It was Escher’s piece titled “Relativity”. It introduced me to his style of impossibilities and made him a forever favorite. This week... Continue Reading →
It seemed like a New York tradition, so we boarded a train to Coney Island to celebrate the 4th of July. We found Nathan's Original Hotdog stand where they were preparing for the annual Hotdog eating contest. We didn't actually see any of the contestants, so we ate some hotdogs ourselves, just to join in... Continue Reading →
We went to a funeral. Of sorts. For a cookie. Actually, it was the cookie baker, Glaser’s Bake Shop. The disputed originator of New York City's iconic cookie known as the Black and White called it quits this week. The famed Black and White is a shortbread cookie heavily iced with dark chocolate on half... Continue Reading →
We are busy exploring this week. Thought you might enjoy one of our more popular posts. We visited Central Park last week and found Joey McDevitt in the same location. Be sure to visit him this summer.
We were leaving Strawberry Fields, the John Lennon tribute in Central Park. There is a crowd every day, despite the weather, all day long, despite the time. Everyone is having a picture taken sitting next to the Imagine mosaic. There is a crowd around the mosaic waiting their turn for a photo. The area is surrounded by park benches, full of tourists watching this spectacle unfold.
On one of the benches nearby, a local is belting out Beatle songs on an acoustic guitar. His guitar case is laying open on the ground holding a half dozen dollar bills. He nods a thank you to each contributor dropping their money into his coffer. The whole scene seems more reverent than commercial.
A few steps down the path sits a young man, a little disheveled, a few days from his last shave. He has a homemade easel set up that reads: Bad Portraits…
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Her bright blue eyes beckoned to us as we entered. A smile made its way across her gentle face. It was clear she had something to share with us. Hugs all around, and the now familiar greeting, a kiss on each cheek. She says it is the French way. We met Louise one Sunday morning... Continue Reading →
Getting there was anything but simple. With the N train in Astoria closed for track repairs, reaching the Wellington Court Project was anything but easy. It started with a one mile walk to get to the N train which took us only another mile where we caught the Tram to Roosevelt island. On Roosevelt Island... Continue Reading →
It was like spotting Santa Clause or Big Foot or catching a jackalope. You hear all the stories, you see the evidence they have been here, but you never seem to have your camera out to prove they exist. Like a vampire, street artists come in the middle of the night, produce some of the... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: This is the blog that almost wasn’t. It was written satirically, tongue in cheek. This was my first Shakespeare play. I was totally enthralled with the performances and the production. When I sat down at my keyboard to write this, my mind drifted back to many years ago when I heard a comedy routine... Continue Reading →