cabinspotting
from our drive up the hill last weekend. i needed some forest and i got some forest.
drapes
this is taken beneath the tree, in its hidden place, beneath its drooping branches, which flutter like skirts, ruffles, long, long eyelashes. which hang like drapes, tired eyelids, curtains that fall down after the show.
this tree, its trunk and limbs are covered in carvings, names, scars, secrets as far up as the eye can see.
blue tattoo
the brooklyn botanic garden is one of the most beautiful places i’ve ever been. and this woman, she was reading. her phone.
247 elizabeth street
right after the slice of coconut cake. before the iced coffee.
the guggenheim
oh how i always love this museum because the architecture is just as gratifying as the art spun around its insides. very much enjoyed the Rineke Dijkstra Retrospective exhibit, especially The Krazyhouse video series, her mesmerizing Park Portraits and the New Mothers series (wow!).
oh and here’s my sneaky shot of my favorite Cezanne. swoon. yeah, i took it with my phone from my purse. shhhh.
today is pretty 