New York, New York, It's a Helluva Town
















So, we went to NYC for Zoe's gymnastics meet, in which she placed first all around, (level 7, age 13 and up).  Not so shabby, we think, but even better because afterwards we got to spent a lot of time in Chinatown and went to Canada (the gallery, not the place) and saw Xylor's work hanging up.


 Here is one of her paintings -- to me, they feel a bit claustrophobic photographed this way, whereas in reality, you need the breathing space of a wall and the dimensionality of the canvas around it so the numbers and colors don't zonk you too hard.  Or maybe I'm missing the point...

Anyway, we ate dim sum and went to the Armory show where Sarah's work was up in the Metropolitan 23 space. Here's the piece everyone liked the most.  






Then we went with Saul to the top of the Empire State Building at night, which I'd never done before.  It's a gorgeous building with amazing marble and endless ropes to guide you through their attempts to get you to spend more money.  Fun and windy (photos later -- they all came out weird).    And then Sunday more Chinatown, more dim sum, no cannoli, but then a drive out to Princeton and a Purim Carnival.  All in all, not a bad vacation, especially because the people we know are all game for wandering around.

I don't have much more to say (I wrote some things about the intensity of digital screens all over the city in another blog, so no redundancy here), except that there is no place like NY.  You can go to just one small section of the city and be immersed for a long time and still not see enough.   Donna mentioned an article from New York magazine called the Myth of Urban Loneliness, which begs the question about why city people often live longer:  to me, I am never lonely in NY, because there is so much to see and do and inevitably, I'm with people who like that part, too.   

Thanks to everyone who fed and housed and shuttled us all over the place.  Now it's back to work...

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