Tuesday night I took photos at the PS122 season launch party, curated by Aunts, at Issue Project Room in Downtown Brooklyn. There was performance, dance and video art, food, and wine and beer and really awesome lighting. Here are a few of my faves:
Since moving to New York six years ago, summer seems to drop off right after my birthday. The air gets crisp, and the sun shifts to an angle that warns me that summer is waning. It often makes me nauseous.
This year I am mourning the loss of summer, but in that I’m also preparing myself to go mega-psychotic full-speed hyper-balls-to-the-walls to finish out my last semester of graduate school.
Yesterday Dom and I rode our bikes out to Jacob Riis Park. We rode down Bedford Avenue all the way from Bed Stuy to Sheepshead Bay and then over the Marine Bay Parkway. It was beautiful and smiling was a natural reaction as I pedaled as fast as I could up and down hills. We ended this epic, 30+ miler day with enormous Coconut Bliss ice cream sundaes with sprinkles. When Dom tucked me in last night, I rehashed summer highlights until I talked myself to sleep.
celebratory end-of-semester swank dinner
“NYC 1993: Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star” museum date with Debo
Alexis’ going away party with the fist
My favorites after the Brooklyn Half
First time in Coney (I know…)
Frigid Boston Calling with Cap’n Cara + Jesocat
Boston Calling, the sun came out the last day
One of many car trips with Bo this summer
Morning Philly dog walk
Height of summer!
Effing Chicago with cakeface
First show in Chicago
Moving to Bushwick
Fourth of July
Feeding goats and laughing at their weird tongues touching my hand
cakeface’s first showing of harold, i hate you
Roosevelt Island weeknight adventure
Earnest on a road trip
Seeing my design work in the Berkshires
Mass Live Arts at Simon’s Rock
Birthday, fucking, cake, oh yeah!
kittehs in Bushwick!
Rhody trip to see soul sister
Hazelnut and Earnest
Good bye, summer.
photo I stole from AS!
Yesterday was quite a day. I already felt the birthday love at 11:45AM, which was before I yogacized and before I ate 3 pieces of cake. And had a birthday party!
I’ve had plenty of birthday parties, but the last few years I’ve been hiding out from friends on my birthday as I’ve come to dread it. Jeso and Dominic decided this year they were putting their collective foot down and planning me a party. But I explicitly said “no surprises” after Jeso’s surprise and they played by the rules.
It was amazing!
I always hear people whining about how they don’t want to go to so-and-so’s birthday party because it’s going to be a drag, so I always feel self indulgent expecting people to come to celebrate “me” because that seems like not a very big draw. But wow! It is really fun and great when people show up just for you! I was very flattered, and felt very loved. And it feels like the very first time that I’ve had a birthday and been able to appreciate that.
Enlightenment! Oh yeah! That’s a pretty good birthday present too.
Thank you friends, who celebrated me from near and far. I love you all so so so so much.
[photo is from my birthday last year kayaking around Fox Island, Alaska. Brother’s face still makes me laugh.]
I sent my mom a text message last night telling her that I had just eaten a huge vegan sundae and was about to pass out but “thanks for carrying me for 9 months… and then the subsequent 28 years.”
2-8 is in and 2-7 is out! But, not without learning a few things:
1. When I die (which I’ve been thinking a lot about lately), I will think that this life has been good, but god damn, it went by so quick!
2. The “clear night” symbol on the iPhone weather app is not made up of tiny, indecipherable raindrops. They are stars. In my 27th year I carried my umbrella much less than my 26th year. Age = wisdom!
3. I could use to be more patient.
And dear friends, I love you all so much and am so thankful for your shiny presence in my life.
Onward, upward and striking while the iron is hot. YEOW.
cakeface’s Chicago trip was a success.
I’ve never been to Chicago, which meant Jeso, AS and our host, Hope, guided me around the city. Our first day in town, Friday, had beautiful weather so we walked around town. I don’t know anything about Chicago, but I do know that everyone I’ve ever seen that goes to Chicago goes and takes a picture of “the bean”/the actual name is Cloud Gate.
First impression: the idea I had in my head was that Cloud Gate was in a very long, narrow plaza. That was incorrect. It’s more like a square, in the middle of a park. Secondly, my belief that a bunch of people would be taking pictures of their reflection was totally right on. Jeso so kindly documented this for me. Lastly, I had no idea how beautiful it would look on a sunny, cloudless day. Watching the sky and the buildings in the morphed reflection was amazing.
We walked around Wicker Park. Jeso and I shared a foie gras hot dog (not pictured) and also took an evening walk to Marshall’s because she forgot her strapless bra to go under her costume (also not pictured).
Saturday we spent in the theater. Links Hall is a big, beautiful open space. We performed vice. (with mary kate) which is the first piece cakeface created and performed. Two shows and many sequined boleros later, I had my first non-Pizzeria-Uno Chicago deep dish pizza experience. It was less like runny pie and actually more like pizza that I suspected it would be, and I am in full support of polenta crust. Though, my advice to others would be not to eat it at midnight. Just saying.
Sunday morning required a 5:30AM wake up and then carting our asses to the airport. The upside to doing things like this is that you arrive back in New York before noon.
Hey Chicago, thanks for having us. We like you.