Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
We have been passing them by—not exactly avoiding them—and tonight decided that we would finally indulge—but after some Salem sightseeing—horrors! The D.D. was closed at 9 p.m.
Oh well, there's always tomorrow...
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
...detail of Smith/Nichols monument
...relief sculpture on Starr Hoyt Nichols's monument
...meditation moment at Martha Nichols Kellogg's monument
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
1. The Magnificent Seven - Clash
3-5. Chariot - Gavin DeGraw (I like this one right now)
6. Know Your Rights - Clash
7. Personal Jesus - Depeche Mode
8. I Just Don't know What to do with Myself - White Stripes
9. Devil's Haircut - Beck
10. Silver Lining - Rilo Kiley
11. Smooth - Santana
12. The Bottom Line - Big Audio Dynamite
13. Elevation - U2
14. Fashion - David Bowie
15. Ain't Nothing Wrong with that - Robert Randolph & the Family Band
16. Re-Humanise Yourself - Police
17. The Ballad of Lucy Jordan - Marianne Faithfull
18. Bankrobber - Clash
19. Raspberry Beret - Prince
20. Don't Let me be Misunderstood - Elvis Costello
21. Heart of Glass - Blondie
22. Just A Girl - No Doubt
23. Landslide - Fleetwood Mac
24. Higher Ground - Stevie Wonder
25. I'm Looking Through You - Wallflowers
Now your turn...
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
So far I'm in accord with many of the choices, and have seen more of them than I thought I had. And some of my all-time faves make an appearance (29, 32, 40, 43.)
50. Out of the Past (Jacques Tourneur, 1947) Robert Mitchum and Kirk Douglas - quite a combo.
49. Manhattan (Woody Allen, 1979) Not my favorite Woodman (Hannah and her Sisters), but still "cherce."
48. Jaws (Steven Spielberg, 1975) Geez I guess a Spielberg has to make it on the list, but I wouldn't have chosen it.
47. Duck Soup (Leo McCarey, 1933) Groucho Marx. Nuff said.
46. Rome, Open City (Roberto Rossellini, 1945) Need to see this one.
45. Great Expectations (David Lean, 1946) Spooky and wonderful.
44. Pinocchio (Hamilton Luske + Ben Sharpsteen, 1940) Just saw it with the kid - great.
43. 8½ (Federico Fellini, 1963) Marcello!
42. Sullivan’s Travels (Preston Sturges, 1941) I like it, but prefer Sturges's The Lady Eve and especially, The Palm Beach Story.
41. In the Mood for Love (Wong Kar-wai, 2000) now on my to-see list
39. Pulp Fiction (Quentin Tarantino, 1994) haven't seen it in ages, would be interested to see how it holds up.
38. The 400 Blows (François Truffaut, 1959) Simply wonderful.
37. Taxi Driver (Martin Scorsese, 1976) "Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets."
36. Andrei Rublev (Andrei Tarkovsky, 1966) I've been meaning to see this forever - now's the time.
35. Gun Crazy (Joseph H. Lewis, 1950) I think I've seen it, but don't remember much of it. I think it's on this list because it's Brit-noir.
34. Killer of Sheep (Charles Burnett, 1977) No knowledge of this one.
33. The Long Day Closes (Terence Davies, 1992)don't know this one, either.
32. Singin’ in the Rain (Stanley Donen + Gene Kelly, 1952) Gotta dance!
31. The Roaring Twenties (Raoul Walsh, 1939) I was never a huge Cagney fan, but he rocks in this one
30. M (Fritz Lang, 1931) Terrifying, tragic, horrible - great film.
29. Notorious (Alfred Hitchcock, 1946)One of my fave Hitchcock's. Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman. Claude Rains. Nazis. it's got it all. The scene in the wine cellar...
28. Sunset Boulevard (Billy Wilder, 1950) "I was always big. It's the movies that got small." (But Some Like it Hot is still my favorite by Wilder.)
27. Pierrot le fou (Jean-Luc Godard, 1965) I can't believe my Godard-loving friend Mary let me miss this one...
26. City Lights (Charlie Chaplin, 1931) Beautiful.
Agree or disagree? What's missing?
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Is this a D.C. or southern thing? Or a new CVS policy? I've only been noticing this the last few months, so don't think it was happening before. Or maybe I was previously making these purchases at Target, where their logo-bag is king...
Friday, August 14, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
I've already read:
Jorge Luis Borges "Labyrinths"What would your list be like?
William S. Burroughs "Naked Lunch"(got so disgusted with it that I actually tossed it in the trash getting off the subway at 14th Street and never looked back. Only book I've ever thrown out, and I LOVE books. Sorry, Burroughs fans. Although I'll admit he can use language wonderfully at times, at other times it was just self-indulgent crap.)
Italo Calvino "If on a Winter's Night a Traveler"
Nathaniel Hawthorne "The Scarlet Letter"
Franz Kafka "Metamorphosis"
William Shakespeare "Hamlet"
Kurt Vonnegut "Slaughterhouse Five"
Some more to add to my "to-read" list:
Paul Auster "New York Trilogy" (I've been meaning to read this forever)What do you think is missing? My nominations:
Umberto Eco "The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana" (not sure how I missed this one)
Art Spiegelman "Maus I & II" (I've only scanned parts of it)
David Foster Wallace "Infinite Jest"
Angela Carter "The Bloody Chamber" (read)Who says nobody reads anymore...
John Berger "Ways of Seeing" (?)
Virginia Woolf "Orlando" (read)
Gunter Grass "Tin Drum" (read)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The other day the birds sounded louder than ever and I stopped to try and catch a glimpse of...what wasn't birds at all...but a speaker, blaring exotic chirps and cheeps, over the daycare playground.
Virtual birds. Hmmm...
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 09, 2009
The Daily Mail has a feature outlining all of the various sinewy details of the artist formerly known as Madonna, now known as Figure 52.
What the? What could she be? Wha?
The mind boggles.
No woman, as they age is thrilled to wave at someone and watch the lower part of their arm wave the other way, but this is freakin' ree-deek-u-lous.
It's not attractive, It's not feminine. or masculine. It's almost inhuman.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Friday, August 07, 2009
A friend recently told me a fun story about a celebrity sighting when he was living in New York, and it got me reminiscing about the many famous folks I ran across in my years there. Now in D.C., the biggest famous face I have seen so far is our president, and believe me, that was extremely cool.
But as Austin Powers would say, for sh*ts and g*ggles, I thought I would try to list some of the other cool folks I stumbled upon over the years. Part of the allure of living in New York is the illusion that it is the center of the entire universe. And as the rest of the planet at one time or another shares this view, practically everyone will want to blow through town at least once (if not actually live there), so your opportunities for seeing famous folks are pretty high. Add to that the fact that I worked at a museum in midtown (fancy shops, touristy things) and played downtown (cool restaurants, clubs, funky shops) my potential to see someone famous was extremely high. So here goes.
At MoMA I saw:
While visiting, as an art student - David Bowie, Liza Minnelli (who is miniscule, and was as interested in all the folks watching her as the Art of Vienna show she was supposedly there to see)
While working there, I got the opportunity to attend art openings - I saw Steve Martin & Paul Simon & Julian Schnabel together (many celebrities like to travel in packs - it's safer). The thrill about this encounter at the Warhol opening was that while we were all waiting on the drinks line I actually stepped on Steve Martin, who was right in front of me, and he turned around and said "Excuuuse me." God, I love him. There were tons of the famous at that opening (Bianca Jagger, Sylvia Miles, etc., etc.), but Steve was the coolest.Random sightings on the street:
Random visitors to the MoMA bookstore, where I worked (these were all folks with whom I had some real interaction) - Sharon Stone (fully aware of her allure after Basic Instinct and not afraid to use it, but actually came across as a pretty fun gal), Richard Gere (very sweet and wanted to talk about art writing and films by Jean Renoir), Vincent Price (!) with wife Coral Browne, who, when I asked him some question replied very theatrically, "No, no, no!!!" a la his campy Theater of Blood movie. Coral walked around the store, looking for him, calling "Vinnniiieee..."
Sightings in the museum - Cher (coming for a premiere party for Moonstruck), Michael Palin (walking around and looking adorably confused - he's very tall, so John Cleese must be a giant) .
Arthur Ashe (the very first celebrity I saw in New York - probably my first week there.
In the "can't believe they're so tall" category - Michael Caine, Pedro Almodovar, and while hanging outside the Guggenheim on my birthday waiting for my dad to drive in from N.J. so we could go out to Fiorello's for my birthday dinner I saw Bill Murray walking with his brother, Brian Doyle-Murray.
Andy Warhol - I used to see him all the time, flanked by two very blonde, handsome, young men. His studio was a few doors down from the Parsons dormitory and he used to go to movie matinées - he would be coming out of the theater as I was going in, probably after one of my last classes. I would usually see him on University Place or near the Waverly. He was always very friendly, in a calm, detached sort of way, nodding hello.
Matt Dillon (I used to see him around downtown, especially 8th Street, A LOT)
Willem Dafoe (running around SoHo, and then one time on the F train, sat next to him and his little boy while some fan boys across the way tried to get him to talk about To Live and Die in L.A., "DUDE! You were so cool!" He commiserated with me till he and his son could escape at Broadway/Lafayette.)
Trolling around Soho - Iggy Pop, Robin Williams, Ben StillerAt play (in a club or bar, etc.):
Mick Jones and Don Letts right before they formed Big Audio Dynamite. For a month or so I saw them everywhere, it seemed - Danceteria, bars, etc. Mick seemed very friendly and approachable and I thought about flirting with him, or even just talking to him, but Joe Strummer was always my favorite in The Clash and they had just disbanded...At art openings:
Billy Idol with his guitarist at Danceteria being extremely boisterous at the bar, Rod Stewart (apparently I stepped on him at Studio 54, but I don't recall much of the evening in question...) Here's some advice - stepping on a celebrity may be a good intro...
A very drunk Matt Dillon at The Cat Club who kept asking me to dance...
Robert DeNiro (very surreal - we actually had drinks with him in a place across the street from The Public Theater where we had just seen him in a play. It was like watching him do a "greatest hits medley" of his past characters - all the vocal tics and mannerisms. I couldn't watch his movies for a few years after that).
Ranking Roger and Dave Wakeling of General Public. Roger had his hair dyed in stripes and we followed him around at a roof part at Danceteria for a while.
Francesco Clemente (I used to see him a lot, especially in the small East Village galleries - always a thrill, and he was very friendly and urbane)While living in Park Slope, Brooklyn I would see my neighbors Steve Buscemi, outside my local D'Agostino's and Jon Turturro in my nearby market, the Yiyo, buying staples. Both friendly.
Whitney at the Julian Schnabel opening(!), Keith Haring went to all the openings...
My friend Steven Parrino introduced me to Robert Longo at Metro Pictures when we were checking out Longo's show. Longo was so high-wired he made me even more nervous to talk to him. He was very short, but his hair was so high he was almost as tall as me!
Does any of this really matter? Not really, but it's fun. Are celebrities just like us? Not really. And they have way more money. But these are still fond memories. My mom lived in Hollywood for a while and told me about the time she met...but that's another era, another city, another story.
Note: This list doesn't include all the people I may have seen in a concert or a play, etc. Didn't seem fair to count those.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Two gals in front of me each sported some pretty fancy toenails - one with a royal purple color and the other with a dark emerald green.
Vive la difference!
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Monday, August 03, 2009
[Romilda Vane and Harry are staring at each other across the library]
Hermione Granger: [snaps her fingers] Hey, she's only interested in you because she thinks you're the Chosen One.
Harry Potter: But I am the Chosen One.
Hermione Granger: [smacks him on the head with the newspaper]
Harry Potter: Sorry... kidding!
Draco Malfoy: [looking at Harry's broken nose] Nice face, Potter! [Harry nods disdainfully; Luna pulls out her wand]
Luna Lovegood: Would you like me to fix it for you?
Harry Potter: Um... have you ever fixed a nose before?
Luna Lovegood: No. But I've done several toes, and how different are they, really?
Harry Potter: ...Okay, sure, give it a go.
Luna Lovegood: Episkey! [a loud crack]
Harry Potter: Augh!... [rubs his nose gingerly; looks at Luna]
Harry Potter: Well? How do I look?
Luna Lovegood: Exceptionally ordinary.