saturn day trip

boy, time sure flies by…this post has been on my mind since i attended the 4th Annual New York Art Book Festival a week ago but for some reason, i am just updating it now. it is almost 2 am and i should be sleeping but i am not. i am what some people call a “night owl” without the wings, however.

it’s been over a year since i made a trip to queens, new york. when i discovered that the the NY Art Book Fair was being hosted by P.S.1, i jumped at the opportunity for a date with my camera and private thoughts. that’s a lie. initially, i asked my good gal friend to join me but at the last minute she bailed so i made the journey alone. no worries, i can make it to queens on my own. it took me all of 3 hours to actually leave the house but i made it to the C train with plans to catch the V train to my final destination. yeah right. it was not that simple for many reasons: one being that this is freakin’ new york city and simple is the complete antitheses of anything nyc; secondly, it was raining baby kittens; and lastly, the V train ‘does not run on the weekends’.

did you know that? i did not.

anyway, after catching the C to West 4th St. then the F to 34th St., and finally the E to 23rd Street (in Queens), i arrived three blocks from MoMa’s P.S.1. i could have gone to Ithaca, NY in the same amount of time but that was not part of the plan. the festival itself was a baffling labyrinth of artists, tables, books, stickers, magazines, curious folk and their counterparts who appeared to be as lost as i was. after such a lengthy journey, i felt compelled to have at least one meaningful conversation before leaving the clamorous space. i had two actually but this is the one i remember most. i met a man who is a photographer who takes photos of other people’s photos then puts them into a category and makes small square-shaped books containing these images. hhhmmm. intriguing … kinda. i gathered that he was making a statement about true art vs. contrived art but i could be way off.

it didn’t matter cause i was ready to hit the streets again in search of something to devour (i.e. eat).

i exited the red brick edifice in hopes of finding a ‘cute’ cafe that carried the perfect afternoon snack. no such luck but directly caddy corner — or is it kitty corner — to P.S.1 sits a heavily spray painted building that screams, Photograph Me Now!!! which is exactly what i did.

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truly incredible work by a few of the aerosol artists at 5Pointz!

my day was far from simple but it was totally enjoyable and enlightening at minimum. my journey home was even more adventurous with a stop to union square for some fresh vegs and fruits and to Whole Foods for a bag of sweet clementines. i also listened to the latest zero 7 album, yeah ghost, which served as a lovely travel companion. new york city stole my heart yet again on a saturday afternoon; and despite the fact that i returned home with a sore throat, i felt inspired by seeing something new and bringing home images to share from my trip to saturn – i mean queens.

a walk in the park

as i become more and more accepting of my decision to leave new york in the very near future, i discover even more reasons as to why i should stay. there is something for everyone here. although new york may be affectionately known as the Big Apple, it is not the kind of apple one can eat alone, you need friends, parks, quiet places, and bacon. and in most cases, you are the one being eaten and — periodically — devoured. when i first moved here in 1999, i knew only two people — not including the man who made the journey with me. this man was my boyfriend at the time and we were not totally sure as to why we uprooted ourselves from our safe and pleasant existence but we were willing to take a chance.

First Time I Really Looked at this Fountain - Eastern Parkway, BK

First Time I Really Looked at this Fountain - Eastern Parkway, BK

days ago, I ventured to Prospect Park for a three and a half mile walk. on the way, i began thinking about my first year in new york and how difficult it seemed. it felt like i had jumped into a violent whirlpool, everything was spinning around me and noone made themselves available for questioning. i found one of my journal entries from that time period, dated September 5th, 1999. it reads:

We signed a lease for an apartment for which neither of us can afford, but we can’t stay in Harlem any longer. The apartment for $850 on Classon Avenue has been rented. I guess we were too slow in putting down a deposit so now we are forced to live in a one bedroom on Washington Avenue for $1,000. How crazy is that considering my last apartment was $700 where we had two floors, two bedrooms plus a washer and dryer. I don’t know what I am doing here…my thoughts are everywhere. I suppose I came here to spread my wings, to experience something new, and to find my True Self. I have some time to kill before dinner so I will check out Washington Square Park…

Eastern Parkway 2009

Eastern Parkway 2009

the most alluring characteristic of nyc is that you can re-invent yourself over and over. you can dress it up, change its name, divorce it and married it all over again. it is a forgiving city with a very short attention span. i suppose i have learned my way around while developing into who i have chosen to be: a photographer, a woman, a teacher, an entrepreneur, a friend, a producer, an aunty, a cook, a world traveler and let’s not forget, a lover. i am grateful to new york for giving me space to grow and for encouraging me to explore my Truest Self. like new york city, i am not perfect but i have learned to embrace the good and the naughty. i am assured by the fact that if i can make it here, everything else will, hopefully, be a walk in the park.

Ducks in Prospect Park August 2009

Ducks in Prospect Park August 2009

Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY 2009

Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY 2009

Ducks in Prospect Park - Vertical View 2009

Ducks in Prospect Park - Vertical View 2009

Happy Tree in Prospect Park August 2009

Happy Tree in Prospect Park August 2009

At the End of First Lap Around Prospect Park

At the End of First Lap Around Prospect Park

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