It’s that time again. Closets are emptied. Boxes are piled high. There’s a growing stack of books to donate, sell or give to friends. Yes, I’m moving, marking the 16th time I’ve been through this song and dance. You could say I’m a moving addict. I prefer expert. Many of my moves have been part […]Read more "Gotta keep on movin’"
It happened on Friday afternoon at McCarren Park Pool in Williamsburg, and earlier in the day at Housing Work Bookstore Cafe in Soho. In my final weeks in New York City, I have found myself inundated with memories tied to specific places, while realizing that I may never return to those exact neighborhoods, corners or […]Read more "The places I’ve gone"
It was an incredibly New York moment. A Queens moment, specifically. Murals. Music blaring from a woman’s front-yard turntable set-up, a margarita machine not far from the records. Kids riding bikes through the narrow streets. Food and drink stations set up haphazardly along the way. And street art, block after block, being created as we […]Read more "Unexpected New York moment: Welling Court Mural Project"
If it’s above 60 degrees and sunny and I have more than 10 minutes to sneak out for lunch, you can bet I’m in Madison Square Park. Sometimes I’ll meander through, snapping photos of the changing trees, or I’ll stretch out in the grass and read. Whatever I’m doing, I’m likely doing it halfheartedly and […]Read more "All hail spring…and people watching."