Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Lucky

Despite the lack of knitting, it has been a pretty great summer. It has been full of friends, games and lazy days in the park. I've discovered this summer that I am the luckiest girl. I have two bits of fun evidence to share.

First, Hubby took me to see An American Tale at Brooklyn Bridge Park. It was one of my favorite movies as a kid. I even had an amazing Fievel doll. The movie was as wonderful as I remember (which is lucky on its own) but the really fantastic part was the credits. There was a surprise fireworks show!

 Second, a couple weekends ago we went to see Being Elmo at IFC. We were in a intimate screening room and I loved the film. Again during the credits I got a big surprise. Several of the people who worked on creating the film were available for Q&A. Not only did I get to meet the director but Kevin Clash was a special guest. Here I am with Kevin and Tau



NYC loves me!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Yarn Bombing

I didn't find out about International Yarn Bombing Day until the Tuesday before so I was unprepared. Fortunately I had some hearts left over from my I *heart* My City project. Since I had company in for the weekend, I turned them into yarn bombers as well. We simply tied up some hearts to the subway poles and we journeyed through the city.

 I think my favorite bombing from that day was the NYC subway turnstiles. Did you see any good knit graffiti? I'd love to see pictures!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

LeDray at Whitney

From Amazon.com
Note: When I asked, I was told that the policy at the Whitney is no cameras at all, so none of these pictures are mine.  Please follow the source links for more information and photos.


A co-worker came in last week raving about the Charles LeDray exhibit at the Whitney. He immediately recommended it to me This was different than normal though. Often when someone makes a recommendation, it is some form of, "I saw this and loved it; you should go see it too." This time it was much more, "I saw this and thought of you. It will speak directly to you. You are going to love it; you must see it." I couldn't resist a suggestion like that, and I'm happy to say he was very right.

Charles LeDray is an incredible artist and an amazing craftsman. I think it is important to point these two things out separately in order to do justice to either of them. Hubby and I were extremely lucky and as soon as we entered the exhibit floor we stepped directly into the beginning of an impromptu guided tour. I think I would have enjoyed the work if I encountered it on my own, but of course I always enjoy added details and discussion about the pieces.

I am not an art critic, and I do not have the language for talking about art with much depth. So, I don't know how to describe what I consider good art beyond saying that it should evoke emotions in me. The emotions it creates should be intended by the artist.  With that as a measuring stick, the most successful piece from LeDray that I saw last night was Party Bed.

From Valerie Seckler
 This piece is the bed, where all the coats of the party guests are waiting out of sight while the people do whatever it is they are doing in the other room.  While a lot of his pieces had a similar sense of nostalgia or familiarity, I was drawn to this one because of my relationship with the 'coat room.'  When I was young I would visit my grandparents. I have considered their spare bedroom mine ever since my uncle moved out of it. 'My' bed, was the bed that the coats were all laid out on when company came.  During different phases of my youth, I had different feelings about this. There were times when I felt like this was a great and fantastic responsibility. I was handed all the coats to put in the other room, and I was being trusted to care for them and protect them for the evening. (I of course abused this power and would secretly stroke the fuzzy fur linings of the hoods and cuffs.) There were times that I felt like this was an intrusion of my space, the only space that I could claim in all of Illinois. (I lived with my parents in Wisconsin so I only ever visited Illinois.) Then there was one visit when Grammy took the coats and laid them all out on her bed. I can say I was upset or bothered, but I felt something strongly enough that I remember noticing.

That is just my story.  There is so much more going on with this piece that I don't have to relate to personally for it to be interesting.  For example, who are the people in the other room?  What kind of party is it that brings together a leopard print coat, denim jacket and that bright blue back pack?  What's under the bed? (Really, there is something there.  If you see it you should get down on your hands and knees for a peek.)

From Regina Hackett
This suite is what I enjoyed the most as an example of his craftsmanship.  (I apologize, I don't remember the name of the piece. Hubby thinks it is something similar to 'Little Suit Cut Out of Big Suit.) LeDray makes everything in his art himself. I can't emphasize enough the everything part of that.  In the Party bed, he made the jackets, the bed, the frame, the rug, the tag on the mattress threatening legal action if removed. His pieces are all on a smaller scale than the actual items they represent.  I've seen his stuff called 'tiny' and 'miniture' but I think the phrase our tour guide used really made the most sense to me.  His work is "the size that it needs to be." There is a lot to observe and take in with his pieces and It couldn't be done if they were all life size.  First, because they would seem too ordinary and secondly because the perspective will be all wrong.  (You'll understand better if you watch the short film in the end of the post.) What this means is that everything has to be created on this smaller scale.  He sews every article of clothing. He created every hanger.  He has even made the display cases for most (if not all, I just cannot confirm that it is all) of his pieces.  I was really able to see how amazing it was in this suite piece.  He made the larger suit, and then from that he cut the pieces necessary to make the smaller suit.  He cut them in such a way that the patterns on the tie and jacket still look appropriately scaled in the smaller piece.  One of the buttons on the larger jacket is missing the tiny little buttons that are on the smaller jacket. I liked the idea that this piece spoke about family.  The little suite created from and connected to (by holding hands) the big suite. It warmed my heart (with the thoughts of kids and family) at the same time as causing a touch of dread (at the inevitability of becoming our parents).

The meticulous attention to detail is amazing in all of his work.  The themes of family, the working class, and gender and incredibly conveyed.  I loved this exhibit.  It spoke to me, and I highly recommend you see it.  If you are in the NYC area it is only at the Whitney until February 13th. If you can't make it, I recommend this video about his installment Men's Suits (which is part of the current display.)


Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Land of Mochimochi

Anna Hrachovec is a wonderful knitter and a fantastically creative artist. If you are not familiar with her patterns or her blog you should check her out at Mochimochi Land and Ravelry. Her designs are adorable, and her toys are inspiring because she can make anything cute. (She even makes cuddling with bedbugs ok!)

She has been blogging about a big art project for a while now, and now it is here! Opening night for her exhibit was Thursday. I went to visit Mochimochi on Saturday and loved every stitch of it. Here are some pictures of my favorite scenes. (I am completely enamored with the little picnic!)


I cannot say enough about how much I enjoyed it, so if you are in NYC go check it out. I insist. Her instillation will be up at gallery hanahou until October 29th. If you cannot make it to her quirky little world, check out her new book. It is on my Christmas list!

Saturday, September 18, 2010

I *heart* my City

Creative Time presented an art project by Paul Ramírez Jonas called Key to the City. On my birthday, hubby took me to Times Square, and bestowed me with a key that opened locks all over the city. As we researched the project more, we learned that people were leaving notes, cards, and other markers in the places where they unlocked keys. I wanted to interact with this project in a way that showed how much I love the idea and my complete infatuation with NYC. So, (as I'm sure you've guessed by now) I knit up a bunch of little hearts to leave as my calling card. Several of the places ask that you not leave anything behind, so I respected that. The whole project for us was much more about the city then the locks. It was nice to hold a key to some of her secrets, but really we used it as an excuse to explore place we wouldn't think of on our own. The project is over, but I still keep my key on my key chain. I'm really possessive of this city, and I'm not ready to part with a memento that represents that so well.

These are the photos we took around the city as we hunted down and opened up locks. Some of them even show the hearts in places they were left.


Sunday, May 10, 2009

Meet My Brompton

I would like to introduce you to my Brompton. Hubby and I recently bought these, and they are the reason I've not been near my computer at all for the past few weeks. (Mine is the bright yellow one.)
After a lot of research, we decided that our situation called for folding bikes. We live in New Jersey, but we are a quick bus ride from Manhattan and we spend most of our free time over there. We knew that we were going to want to take the bikes across the river with us so we could ride around Central Park and the other beautiful green spaces in New York. Once we decided on folding bikes, we talked with the guys at bfold and they helped us pick out the right one. Since we wanted our bikes to fold up as small as possible for toting on the bus, and sturdy enough for the pot holes of the NYC streets, the Brompton was the bike for us. Here is what it looks like almost completely folded up.
The handle bars are open in this picture, but they fold down and the whole bike becomes a compact little square. I love my new bike! Not only has it been on the bus and to Central Park, but we've ridden along the Hudson river on both the NJ and NY sides, ridden though Times Square, Union Square, and Columbus Circle. We've also folded them up and taken them with us in restaurants, the grocery store, the movie theater, subway, and on the ferry. It is one of the most empowering purchases I have ever made.
Since May is Bike Month in New York City, we've got big plans for these bikes. I'm not going to be biking to work on the 15th, but we are planing on checking out the small wheel races next weekend, and the folding bike ride though Brooklyn and Manhattan. As you can see by the sweater I'm wearing, the bikes haven't cut into my knitting time too much.