Originally a post for The Wheelhouse Review
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Originally a post for The Wheelhouse Review
Lincoln Center at Night
My walk home last night was accidentally absurdly beautiful. I know I've lived in this 'hood for five years now, but I clearly missed the memo about all the magic they keep hidden on the backside of the Lincoln Center Plaza. I was coming down West End ave, and when I got to the construction happening in the 60's, I thought to myself, "It's super creepy back here in the daylight, maybe I'll loop around to the plaza when I get there and spare myself the jitters." And LOOK what I found.
I've been on the plaza at night, which is pretty, but never in the back. And apparently the back is where they keep all the super-pretty.
Not much was going on when I passed through, but everything was all lit up as if some hyper glamorous thing would happen any second.
There is a cool little mini-park-ish-thing back there under a bunch of trees that is lit entirely with lights in the ground. It looks cool here, but this is only a fraction of how cool/dramatic/mysterious it looks in real life.
Here's the back door, if you want to skip the front jazz and get right to the action. It's tucked away on 65th st.
It's right next to a funny little lounge mushed underneath a weird grassy lawn wedge.
Snazzy entrance to the film center, on 65th st
Almost excessively snazzy entrance to the Met Opera. Almost.
view from the top of aforementioned weird grassy lawn wedge
This guy had some really dramatic lighting for that text message he was sending
Promenade in front of Avery Fisher Hall
More view from the tippy-top of aforementioned weird grassy lawn wedge. Heart.
Where Donut Holes Come From
For my wheelhouse post last week I drew a donut, only because it seemed absurd that I had gone this much of my existence without ever having drawn a donut. I don't actually know how this oversight occurred, as a circle made out of sugar pretty much encapsulates my entire aesthetic, but it has now been rectified.
I'm not super happy with her; my patience and visual problem solving skills was severely limited by the fact that, due to a defective contact lens, I couldn't really see what I was doing while I was drawing her. So there are more kinks here than I'm really comfortable with in a final. She may have to make another appearance in the future to realize more of her potential.
Original post here.
Governor's Island
A few weeks ago I went down to Governor's Island, a teeny little island off the southern tip of Manhattan accessible only by ferry that used to be an army post but is now largely public space. I've finally gotten around to editing a couple of my favorite pictures of the adventure.
I love the ornate exterior of the Manhattan ferry station
view of Manhattan from the island
wildlife!
This summer, there is a beautiful old amusement park set up down there. This was the picnic pavilion.
super nifty pedal-powered merry-go-round
pretty gondolas
swings!
awesome antique car ride. All the kids wanted to ride in the bus; clearly they have good taste.
outer edge of the island, with the Brooklyn Bridge in the distance
Sorry to be the bearer of bad news...
"I mean, being vegan is great and all, but you know what the hardest part is? Not getting to eat all that beef jerky anymore..." said no beef-jerky-connoisseur/vegan/person-that-shops-at-a-"gourmet"-grocery-store that I have ever met.
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