Archive for the ‘co-conspirators’ Category

~11383~

Saturday, June 9th, 2018

Generally Sunday is set aside for Church of Coltrane in our house, but this won’t wait. The first track from the soon-to-be-released “Both Directions At Once: The Lost Album“

~robin’s nest~

Saturday, May 26th, 2018

~uptown, queens!~

Monday, April 30th, 2018

This downtown queen had mixed emotions viewing the temporary Bowie takeover of NoHo’s Broadway/Lafayette subway station. The exhibit shares the corporatizing vibe of the Bowie-vetted/organized show now at the Brooklyn Museum (both are sponsored by Spotify), and conjured a sensation last felt in the late 80s, when witnessing my first Frida Kahlo refrigerator magnet. A lady can’t exactly argue against the branded […]

~further signs of spring~

Saturday, April 7th, 2018

We drove 104 miles to Massachusetts to rescue this Victorian wicker set.

~fools of april~

Sunday, April 1st, 2018

24 hours in NYC: a friend’s 50th, another’s housewarming, and Easter/Passover walk in Central Park post Zabar’s matzo ball soup.

~further signs of spring~

Sunday, March 25th, 2018

Someone gallantly wrangles a couple pallets for his favorite gardner to upcycle into flower boxes, and that silly spoiler serves yet again…

~four, all of the above~

Saturday, March 17th, 2018

plexiglass reliquary #2: the second page of a letter dated March 23, 1945, wherein Tennessee Williams describes the plot of a new play he’s been immersed in (tentatively titled, Blanche’s Chair in the Moon or The Moth). I love this document for two reasons– I dearly relate to him trying to pitch to his agent […]

~plexiglass reliquary #3~

Friday, March 16th, 2018

Peter Hujar contact sheets of Cockettes, Candy Darling, La Sontag.

~of sumac & snow curls~

Wednesday, March 7th, 2018

Robin Red Breast grab a Sumac snack as the storm picks up to 3 inches/hour. Equally undeterred were Joggy Doggy and I.

~deer dance~

Friday, March 2nd, 2018

Opened the bedroom curtains to this gang, frolicking in magical sudden winter (70 degrees the afternoon prior). “Most auspicious!” said I, just moments before we lost power for the day.

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