Moma Friday

Five of us enjoyed free admission to MoMA Friday. We started off with the Sol LeWitt exhibit. White crayon and black paint on the wall, according to a schema devised by the artist and executed by others. Hmmm.
Martin Kippenberger's hodgepodge of furniture on a turf-like carpet had some interesting elements, such as the high chairs and the cut-away desk, but the ensemble didn't really grab me.

I liked the sunny-side-up table, though.
The building design makes people-watching in itself an artistic experience.

Sunny side up chair, also very cool:
We looked at the Paul Graham photography exhibit - a room of somewhat sordid twilight slices of life (or half-life) in America. Multiple photos of the same person or scene implied a story or connection, but no single photo really "popped"; he wasn't using vivid colors or focusing on individual visually arresting scenes.

In fact, it kind of bled into another exhibit on the history of print/photography.

An authentic poster from the early 20th C. (As opposed to the authentic DHL label from the late 20th C, also on display.) N.B. Sarah, this means YOU!!
This photograph was spectucular - subtle, crisp and clear - and printed on an inkjet printer:

(Probably a few more dots per square inch than your ordinary garden-variety inkjet printer, but still.)

I think this photo was from the 1930s - a great moment captured forever with the latest high-speed camera of the time:

Our fearless leader:
Ana:

I didn't get good photos of Henry or Andrew (sorry, guys). Afterward, we went to Joe's Shanghai - midtown - and treated Patricia for her birthday. (Yes, she gets ALL of March.) Soup dumplings were very good, as usual. Then went to Europa Cafe for dessert, but I was already sated.

The End Is Near

... and just in time for spring, I suppose.

I need to rest and recover from this cold, order new contact lenses, start work on the service project I got roped into, and focus on my taxes. It's also perhaps time for spring cleaning in a deeper sense: A reassessment of priorities.

No Photos

For some reason, I just haven't gotten around to taking photos recently - even when I've made a point of bringing my camera (recent cases in point: Game Night, LB's latest concert, and Peru trip send-off). This slows down the blogging to a near-halt.

Game Night last Saturday was fun - 8 people schlepped out to Brooklyn for the occasion (another 6 were already here), and we enjoyed spicy lasagna (my old standby), cauliflower curry (to which I added beets, potatoes and carrots for a colorful antioxidant feast), and chickpea masala (with black beans and blackeyed peas instead of chickpeas, so sue me).

I also made forbidden love pasta using a recipe from one of the free subway papers. Not so great. It was way too heavy on the acorn squash - I had to use almost a quart of chicken stock to thin out the sauce so it could be poured on the pasta - and the spices were too diluted by that point to leave any flavor. The pomegranate seed, sunflower seed, and walnut topping was nice though. It might be at least partly my fault that the recipe turned out too squash-heavy (or squashed by squash, if you will): I was supposed to use 2 acorn squash, and I did.... but one of them was ginormous.

We didn't end up playing mahjong this time, just Taboo toward the end of the evening. Good times.