Pouring Wet NYC: A Day of Art

After having lunch with a friend at Mary’s Fish Camp–yummy, but expensive lobster roll–I trudged in the rain to the galleries in Chelsea. Unlike SF where you can freely snap shots of the art, photography isn’t allowed in NYC museums and exhibits. I snuck a few of these in when no one was looking. Most of the galleries are concentrated within a five block radius.

Gallery: David Zwirner

Artist: Yutaka Sone

Not sure which gallery or artist this one is. Sorry!

Obviously two illegal photographers I took at the Gagosian Gallery. Artist Roy Lichtenstein.

I ended the day at the Morgan Library which is now one of my top museums in the city. I was so impressed, gawking at the Gutenberg Bibles, manuscripts from Mozart and Beethoven, letters from Charles Dickens, a hand-written poem by Abraham Lincoln, and my favorite–Sylvia Plath’s illustrated poems from when she was a kid.

I Love So Many Things

During the homily, the priest talked about some of the things my uncle loved. A few of the things caught me by surprise and it made me wonder if people know what I love.


Books and libraries, fiction

Looking at great art, going to museums

Getting mail—the good kind, not bills or credit card promotions

My mom’s cooking. She cooks with a lot of fresh vegetables. Her food is healthy and good for you. But I especially love her lumpia. It’s the BEST. During the holidays, I could eat one after another, with big scoops of my aunt’s spinach dip. Amazing!

Oysters, foie gras, french fries, ice-cream cake, milk chocolate

Travelling, exploring, hiking

The Bay Area, NYC, Burning Man, Palm Springs

When others do the cooking

Pink flowers of all kinds—roses, carnations, whatever

Restaurants, wine tasting, happy hour, brunch

Steam rooms


My amazing family and friends

What do you love? Do people know?