Missy | December 19, 2006


Water tower, Brooklyn

A round-up of links:

Missy | December 16, 2006


Swoon cutout, at 11 Spring Street

If you had any intention of seeing the collection of street art at the three-days-only exhibition at 11 Spring Street, get thy buttocks in gear. (And be prepared to wait in line a long time.) For more info go here or here. Flickrites, of course, are all over it. Much of the interior work will be preserved, tomb-like, when it is drywalled into the building. It is massive, it is wonderful, it is art for art’s sake.

While we’re on the topic of Flickr, one of my Flickr pals, Dalton Rooney, is working on an art project and documenting it along the way. It’s called the “Hello My Name Is” project. Check it out.

The other big event of the weekend is Pina Bausch at BAM. I was there last night and I’m still in awe of the segment with the on-stage downpour. Fascinating moments like that made up for the program’s length. I can’t kid ya, it’s long, long, long. I was antsy.

In completely unrelated news, it took this week’s The Economist to inform me of the passing of the man who is solely responsible for my quitting smoking (outside of me, myself, and I, that is). Allen Carr died younger than he probably should have, of lung cancer, though he once had a 5-pack-a-day habit that he gave up cold over 20 years ago. RIP, Allen. (The unusual thing is, I first discovered his book, Allen Carr’s Easy Way to Stop Smoking through unlikely means: Ayn Rand. After watching The Passion of Ayn Rand, a made-for-tv movie starring Helen Mirren, Eric Stoltz, and Julie Delpy, I was looking up more info on Nathaniel and Barbara Branden (played by Stoltz and Delpy) and came to her official website where I then clicked to her “On Smoking” page.)

Finally, just as I’ve picked up a sewing hobby again, the enormous and yet cramped P&S Fabrics is closing. It’s such a convenient location and I always found more fabric than I knew what to do with (even though that made the propsect of sewing dress after dress quite thrilling). I guess this means I either have to go to Midtown or go without.

Missy | December 10, 2006


Merry Christmas Missy, 1987. I guess that is a teddy bear attached to a chalkboard. My tree is full of cutesy handmade ornaments from my crafty relatives.

I’m on my second sore throat in a little over a week and as I type this, I’m about to be on my second hot toddy of the night.

Although I went to the beach yesterday, during our first truly cold weekend of the season, I’ve mostly holed myself up, swaddled in a blanket and a pair of slippers, catching up on episodes of Friday Night Lights thanks to Catherine’s championing of the show. It’s occasionally sappy and I have to rest my eyes in between episodes because of the jiggly camera, but it is a pretty strongly-acted show. Music is a potent element of the series–although I perked up at TV on the Radio in episode 1, it is Explosions in the Sky’s moody music that characterizes much of the show. (They scored the film version as well.) Also, I think I have a little crush on Matt Saracen. How can you not?

My last day of work for the year is the 19th, still over a week away. Why can’t the month march on more quickly, as quickly as these weekends seem to pass?

UPDATE: Some initial thoughts on The Wire below…

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Missy | December 6, 2006


I got my copy.

This book of images by Kate Milford and text by Jonathan Lethem on the place where I live is being sold in one location only. As it happens, I live two blocks away. There’s a reception tomorrow (Thursday night), should you find yourself in the neighborhood.

Meanwhile, I have been repeatedly playing two songs by two other Brooklynites. They are “Deeper Shade of Soul” by Ray Barretto and “Kingdom Come” by Jay-Z. Over and over and over again.

Also, say goodbye to the Revere Sugar Factory in Red Hook. I was just down there, for the nth time. I don’t think I want to know what will go in its place.

In a few weeks, though, I’m heading west for five days. California west. I promise photos.