A free ticket and place to stay meant I couldn’t not go to New York with my best gals. I saluted the trip with a screwdriver at sunrise on the plane (which I recommend) and we headed right to the Fort Greene Flea (which I don’t really, but the food was good — the dosa!). The weekend involved a party for All Bad Days, karaoke, kimchi bloody marys at Café Ghia, and metal yoga at the Cobra Club.
My favorite eateries: Russ & Daughters Café (they have a famed deli too but I love the design + menu at the restaurant); Isa is mighty good; Dimes rules very hard; super sandwiches at Saltie; and hangover healing ramen at Chuko. Had oysters & gimlets at Five Leaves in Greenpoint, and we had a “mom tacos” dinner party. And, just eating fancy bread and cheese and stuff at Sam’s cute apartment was the best. We were also reunited with knitwear wunderkind Annie, and we were overjoyed to meet the captivating ceramicists behind Recreation Center and Small Spells. Also caught Cody Hoyt and Group Partner in the studio so, we left with lots of pots.
In the East Village / Lower East Side we ate dumplings, felt underdressed getting drinks in the Ludlow’s garden courtyard behind Dirty French, saw Petra Collins’ art at Object_ify, witnessed the women of the Deep End Club painting banners for Earth Day, walked over to Paul Wackers’ killer mural on the James, and window-shopped at favorites.
I had a nice day seeing Everything is Design: The Work of Paul Rand at the MCNY, checking out Studio Proba’s rug collab with Aelfie at Cooper Hewitt, walking across Central Park, and exploring Printed Matter + the High Line + Chelsea Market + Chamber, where Nathalie du Pasquier’s glorious paintings and sculptures fill the gallery.
We ate doughnuts every day, played dice, drank fernet, saw our friends’ bands play in a venue that made me feel nostalgic, and had takeout and a tattoo party on our final night. It was great to catch up with the MN transplants I miss, and make new friends. I loved seeing everyone’s living and working spaces, and their devotion to the hustle. New York has a different tenor and I sure like visiting. It’s interesting to see the hipster creep in Bushwick and beyond and just how urban and populous it all is. I left both inspired and grateful, and more confused about style, homogeneity, and aspiration. But it was undeniably fun.
Wish I could have made it to the Neil Young film retrospective at the IFC Center and the On Kawara show at the Guggenheim, as well as a few other spots we missed that I’m saving for next time: The Herb Lubalin Study Center of Design and Typography, Estela, Ed. Varie gallery, Momofuko, Brooklyn Brewery tasting room, Prune, The Butcher's Daughter, Marlow & Sons, Roberta’s, among others — apparently food punctuated with art was the objective of the trip (and my life). What else? Yoko Ono’s show at MOMA is about to open, some of the upcoming trade shows look very cool, and I’m dreaming about going back to take a road trip to Maine this summer no matter how unrealistic that might be…