scenes from new york

 

the event of a thread

>>via collabcubed

>>via the guardian uk

 >>via the jealous curator

Ann Hamilton's latest exhibition, the event of a thread, combines theater, audience participation & performance art to create a multi-sensory installation. Housed in the expansive Wade Thompson Drill Hall at the Park Avenue Armory in New York City, a billowing white curtain suspended from the rafters sways & undulates as visitors to the exhibition swing, while two people seated at a desk amongst cooing pigeons read from texts, the resulting narrative broadcast through paper-wrapped radios that visitors pick up & carry around as they move about the exhibition.

If you happen to be there when they shut the exhibition in the evening, the pigeons are released from their desk-top cages where they fly through the hall to their nighttime perch in the rafters, creating their own singular version of the piece as they stir the curtain & fill the room with the beating of their wings.

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raising a little hell

This past week I was away in New York on business; got to spend some time with some super lovely & talented people, enjoying spicy cucumber margaritas & trading stories. Filled my early mornings & evenings perambulating about Hell's Kitchen, a part of town that has a singular charm & authenticity that I really appreciate. Back in my little green wonderland in Vermont, I feel inspired & ready to dive into myriad projects I've had on the back burner, & new ideas that were more than I could write down. There's no drug like New York.

the streets of new york

Our week's+ holiday found us in two of my favorite North American cities: Montréal & New York. On our way to Manhattan we stopped off in the lovely little town of Beacon, located along the Hudson River & home to a branch of the Dia Art Foundation, which houses an excellent collection of contemporary art in an old Nabisco box printing facility that was built in 1929.

 

After exploring the museum & grounds, we hopped the train to New York, & landed in Grand Central Station. I hadn't been to New York in a bit, so during our peregrinations about the city (10+ miles one day!) I didn't shoot many photos, but preferred to take it all in in a larger scope, as opposed to the tiny box of my camera's viewfinder. It was invigorating to see bicycles whizzing along the bike lanes, & tulips, dogwoods, magnolias & cherry blossoms exploding everywhere after cold & blustery days up North.

As someone who considers themselves both a city-dweller & rural-enthusiast, balancing the desire for both worlds can be a dance. Prior to Vermont, we'd both lived in cities, & our getaways usually involved going into the wilderness or countryside for a hit of nature & the bucolic. Now that we live in a beautiful small town in the heart of New England, we find ourselves making regular excursions to cities. We've resolved to make it down this way more often, since nothing quite quenches the thirst for the city like New York.