Beware of Dogs Who Beg…

May 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

Especially those who plead to go outside for a nice, long Memorial Day Walk. Case in point:

 

They swore they wanted a full country walk — not a town walk — with little bursts of jogging in between. They told us they it would make them both oh-so-happy. Then, somewhere around the last quarter of The Walk, attitudes changed: Increased, pointless sniffing, the classic “Terrier Stop” and finally, the decision that any old slice of grass by a potato field would be where the walk would end. 

After a few of these episodes, our spent companions made the final leg home. O-Dog took to a sofa and A-Dog to an a/c grate.

Lesson Learned: Never trust a Terrier. Just love them. 

 

xx

 

(Photo: Some Cozy Night)

 

 

 

 

The Nights on Broadway

May 20, 2012 § Leave a comment

Very sad news today: Robin Gibb has died at only 62 years old. I would like to think that he felt that he lived his life well, and that we was proud of all the fantastic music he created with his brothers. Needless to say, I’ll be listening to some of it this evening. 

xx

 

(Photo: Some Cozy Night)

Patent in the Rain

May 17, 2012 § 1 Comment

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It has been raining constantly in New York the last two weeks and while it can be depressing, it is a good time to mention that patent leather shoes are great in the rain. (Three or four-inch heels less so, but they are elongating.) A great option to keep in mind when your wellies or Rain Shoes won’t do.

xx

(Photo, taken while my taxi driver was getting annoyed: Some Cozy Night)

In Search of The Giant Silver Bean

May 11, 2012 § Leave a comment

I was recently in Chicago and just knew that aside from catching up with my good friend and getting a massage, I needed to do two things:

(1) Visit The Art Institute of Chicago and

(2) See Anish Kapoor’s “Cloud Walk”, which I like to think of as The Giant Silver Bean.*

In spite of a very early flight, my friend and I did a good bit of walking on Day 1, but alas, no Bean. We did however have a wonderful meal at MK that evening, which included a homemade gnocchi with fava beans and a poached egg that we were both still thinking about during lunch the next day. I also had truly memorable carrot soup — and how often does that happen? Do visit: https://www.mkchicago.com/index.swf

The next day was a little work focused and I didn’t have time to visit The Institute or the Bean. But I did make sure to perk up my room while working, and the hotel did their part as well:

Flowers on my desk, courtesy of me. And chocolate, which I did not eat, courtesy of the fine people at the Peninsula. An excellent massage was also to be had at their spa. All work and no play makes Mrs. H a grumpy lady.

That evening, my friend and I went to Sepia which reminded me of some of my favorite restaurants in Brooklyn: Food and wine focused, with a mellow vibe and a delightful interior. (Another must: http://www.sepiachicago.com) And it should be said: Chicago has that Big City thing going on at night…

Finally, on a rainy Wednesday and in spite the early signs of a migraine, I ventured out in search of both The Institute (as I am told it is referred to) and the Bean. I hit the museum first:

The steps outside…not quite as grand as the Met, but I would still eat yogurt on them if I went to school nearby. (No headband, though.)

And it must be said that the brand guidelines are meticulously followed throughout the museum…not a napkin or sign wasn’t set in this typeface above. As a marketing type, this pleases me. But enough about branding…

Recall that I am really into pottery, and imagine my delight at finding such an interesting and beautiful collection on view toward the entrance. What really caught my eye was a number of pieces that looked positively mid-century Danish, and turned out to be from the 1600’s and made in Korea. Obviously, I still have tons to learn about pottery. But that keeps Life interesting, no?

Since post-war and contemporary work are two of my favorites, after my time with the pots, I made my way straight into the modern wing, which had a wonderful, airy staircase…

It looks out onto the Pritzker garden, over which Ellsworth Kelly’s “White Curve” presides, even in the rain…

The Institute also had one of the most beautiful Clyfford Still paintings that I have even seen (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clyfford_Still), a wonderful, smaller Pollack and a very nice Motherwell. I just love when I happen upon things that send me, so this was a real treat. (Less of a treat was the increased migraine pain brought about by a Bruce Nauman flashing neon work…love him, but that was not a good idea for me at that moment.)

In addition to the art, I also enjoyed some lovely views from the inside the museum, looking out onto Millennium Park, also know as Home of The Giant Silver Bean.

With the head beginning to go Full Migraine, I decided I best get myself to that view before it was too late. You can read all about Millennium Park on Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millennium_Park) and on their own website (http://explorechicago.org/city/en/millennium.html). As far as public spaces go, this is a good one…beginning with “Crown Fountain”:

It is actually an interactive work of public art and video sculpture, and made of glass bricks. There are two of them as you can see in the photo below, and one of their highlights is that they feature video of local residents. (Hopefully not while they are doing anything embarrassing.)

If you keep going, you will come across a delightful trio of sculptures. (The blue is barely visible at the end of the line…but I swear it it there.) Even though they are white, yellow and blue, I could not help but be reminded of “Who’s Afraid of Red, Yellow and Blue?”, by Barnett Newman. But that is probably just me.

I kept going, and finally, pay dirt: my first view of the Bean…

I swear I didn’t run, since I am an adult, but I did get to see the Full Bean pretty quickly…

It is pretty thrilling up close…

Especially when you get to see the reflection of the sky and cityscape on it. As for how if felt to walk under it, I cannot tell you. The only time it occurred to me to do that — in spite of that fact that everyone else was doing it — was when Mr. H asked what it was like underneath. Yeah…this was not my A Game. The head was really beginning to become a problem. But at least I did get to admire the Jay Pritzker Pavilion, which was just cool to look at from the side…

So the next time I am in Chicago, I will make a point of seeing more if it.

With both missions accomplished, it was time to get back to the hotel to gather my things and head back to New York. And getting back home was made much easier courtesy of this fantastic service:

You give them your flight info and they check you in and print out the boarding pass. Since I always have trouble using Business Center computers (I am a mac girl), this option neared Miraculous in my book. Needless to say, a most civilized way to begin the uncivilized experience of Air Travel.

And that is all I have for now. Thank you, Chicago, for a most lovely visit.

xx

* My research on the internet tells me that I am not alone in referring to it as The Bean. That said, if I were ever in the company of Mr. Kapoor, I would call it Cloud Walk….he looks awfully serious.

(Photos: Some Cozy Night)

No Sleep ’til Brooklyn

May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment


Very, very sad news that Adam Yaunch has died. I think everyone who grew up with and loved the Beastie Boys was unprepared for an end this soon. Far too young.

Mr. H and I had previously decided to stay in Brooklyn this weekend, and it seems fitting. I don’t think you can go anywhere in the city and not hear your favorites, old and new. But even though it is all in tribute, every song I heard tonight made me smile, both wistfully and appreciatively.

MCA, Adrock and Mike D., I will miss listening to what was next.

xx

(Photo, which was really in Amsterdam, but seems to fit, and where I am sure The Beastie Boys were also loved: Some Cozy Night)

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