Saturday, November 13, 2010

Day 85: The Museum

Photo of the Day: OOF


Today was my first visit to a New York museum, and I got to kick it off in style with The Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), one of the most famously prestigious and influential in the world. Among the artists represented in the vast collection are luminaries such as Pablo Picasso, Vincent van Gogh, Claude Monet, Andy Warhol, Jackson Pollack, Yoko Ono, Joan Miró, Salvador Dalí, Henri Matisse—in other words, artists and works I actually know. Ken, one of the guys in my Tuesday night small group, has a membership to the MoMA and is allowed to bring guests to members-only early viewing hours, which allows for peaceful, contemplative browsing before the heaving multitudes arrive, and he generously extended an invitation to our entire career fellowship. I arrived a bit late and got in only a few minutes earlier than the rest of the masses, but even that short head start was quite the enjoyable privilege.

For my first visit to the MoMA, I opted to spend most of my time focused on taking my own pictures. It was my private little experiment of "creating art" while surrounded by it, so I tried to avoid the usual tourist shots and capture the collection on view in a unique way. It was hard to do, especially with so many iconic, frequently-photographed pieces on display, but I tried to incorporate the setting and people as much as possible and played with scale, symmetry, and reflection. Ultimately the viewer is challenged to consider whether the photograph is of art or is art itself. (Please excuse my pretentious rhetoric; I've read way too many gallery texts today.) I had a lot of fun, and it was definitely inspiring to be surrounded by so many gorgeous artistic masterpieces, each with its own original style and perspective.

I managed to get some work done and grab lunch at a cafe called Culture Espresso Bar near Bryant Park. Later that night I joined some friends and new acquaintances for dinner at Xi'an Famous Foods, which makes their delicious hand-pulled noodles fresh in-house; it truly makes a world of difference. The culinary adventures continued through the night, with my friend Jayson and I stopping by Gem Spa for "New York's best" egg cream, a vintage beverage I've heard of in Americana movies but have never tried. Though a tad bit syrupy sweet, I enjoyed the unique, frothy fountain drink made with milk, seltzer, and flavoring (it contains no egg or cream). We sampled both the chocolate and vanilla varieties and decided that vanilla was definitely the winner. Over tapioca drinks at Saint's Alp Teahouse later, we also tried the warm bread pudding from the nearby DessertTruck Works food cart, which makes their award-winning custard with bacon fat. I loved the warm, creamy decadence, but my companions were not huge fans. After our dinner and drinks, we decided to go to the movie theater near Union Square to watch Megamind, which was a surprisingly enjoyable movie with both poignant and laugh-out-loud moments. It was a perfect, light-hearted ending to a fun and action-packed day of culture, food, and friends.

Andy Warhol's Campbell's Soup Cans.
Museum visitors admire the Vir Heroicus Sublimis by American painter Barnett Newman.
Admiring Jackson Pollock's landmark One: Number 31, 1950.
A museum guests contemplates the oil painting No. 5/No.22 by Mark Rothko, who also designed the renowned Rothko Chapel in Houston.
Museum visitors take a break in front of Adolph Gottlieb's Descending Arrow.
An art patron examines Willem de Kooning's Woman, I
The gallery text for Woman, I, which includes a quote by the artist Willem de Kooning stating, "Flesh was the reason oil paint was invented."
A detail from Lee Krasner's Gaea.
A detail from Hans Hofmann's Memoria in Aeternum.
A detail from Philip Guston's oil painting The Clock.
Detail of David Smith's steel sculpture History of LeRoy Borton.
Louise Nevelson's wooden surrealist scuplture Sky Cathedral
Aaron Siskind's Kentucky on display as an example of Abstract Expressionist photography.
Admiring Claude Monet's Impressionist masterpiece Water Lilies.
A photograph exhibit reflected in the glass at the back of the stairwell.
The glass stairwell leading up to the MoMA's fifth floor.
The stairwell behind glass at the MoMA.
An aerial view of museum visitors relaxing on the ottomans on the second floor.
My Chuck Taylors, while looking through the glass-paneled railings down into the museum atrium and lobby.
A detail from René Magritte's surrealist The Portrait.
Marcel Jean's Specter of the Gardenia.
Recreating art x3 in front of Vincent van Gogh's famous The Starry Night.
A patron examining Pablo Picasso's famous Les Demoiselles d'Avignon.
A cast bronze sculpture by Italian futurist Umberto Boccioni called Unique Forms of Continuity in Space.
A crowded gallery where the works of Vincent van Gogh and Pablo Picasso are housed side-by-side.
The street view from the gallery window.
Peeking out the window in front of the Small Scale, Big Change architecture exhibition.
Aerial view of a model of the Red Location Museum of Struggle at the MoMA's Small Scale, Big Change architecture exhibition.
The Solnar Tarcici Collapsible Solar Cooker on display as part of the Counter Space: Design and the Modern Kitchen exhibition.
From the MoMA's print ad campaign.
Through the window of Gordon Matta-Clark's Bingo, which is a cross section of building.
Felix Gonzales-Torres' Untitled (Supreme Majority), a contemporary piece made of seven paper cones addressing the political dimensions of the AIDS crisis. Yeah, I don't see it either.
Noonday sunlight filtering through the autumn leaves in the MoMA Sculpture Garden.
A tiny snippet of the top corner of the MoMA and skyline from the Sculpture Garden.
My figgy sandwich at Culture Espresso Bar, with prosciutto, Italian fig spread, arugula, and Vermont goat cheese on multi-grain bread.
Fresh and frothy egg creams from Gem Spa near St. Mark's.
Eunice gives warm bread pudding with bacon custard from DessertTruck Works a try.
Simon samples the warm bread pudding with bacon custard from DessertTruck Works.
Clarence takes the plunge with his first bite of warm bread pudding with bacon custard from DessertTruck Works.

Day 84: The Porkchop

Photo of the Day: What A Bargain!


Another work week complete;  another weekend to enjoy. And it's off to a good start with a refreshing Friday fellowship with an awesome worship set and lots of prayer time. Afterward, we returned to 66 for the weekly post-meeting dinner, and I finally got to order their special crispy pork chop, which I've been wanting to try since my last visit two months ago (see Day 28: The Fellowship, Part 2). I was not led astray; it was phenomenal, especially at a bargain six bucks.

T-minus seven days, and I'm back in Texas! It's amazing how fast this year has flown. I can't wait to see everyone again, so clear your calendars and make some time to hang out!

A fine bunch of ministry leaders right there.
After our awesome meal at 66.
While waiting for the bus home by the Queens Library in Flushing.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Day 83: The Veterans

Photo of the Day: Vets on Parade


Happy Veterans Day! It normally would barely register on my radar, but after working a few years ago in Killeen, where everyone has some relation to the military due the proximity of Fort Hood, I've grown oddly fond of the holiday despite having no personal ties myself. During my lunch break, I strolled down block to Fifth Avenue, where the Veterans Day parade was being held. It was sweet seeing the elderly veterans strolling down the street and the pride in their eyes when spectators would randomly call out proclamations of gratitude. Everyone seemed to be bursting with patriotism today, and there were U.S. flags everywhere you looked.

After work, I went to the Wicked lottery yet again, and unbelievably, Mei Ling won again and finally got her second viewing in less than a month. Meanwhile, I followed my friend Jayson to a mixer in a Manhattan loft gallery hosted by the International Arts Movement, a Christian-based organization that encourages spiritual discourse through the arts. In addition to a free meal of homemade enchiladas and friendly conversation, the gathering was also an inviting time of fellowship. The evening included an interesting time of prayer in the lectio divina format, patterned after the prayer times of the Benedictine monks, that encourages a more holistic and visceral response to Scripture readings. On the subway back home, I had a very stimulating discussion with Jayson about our approach to and perspective on art.

Our building's cafeteria had a Thanksgiving lunch special today with roasted turkey, fruit and nut stuffing, cranberry sauce, carrots and parsnips, and creamy macaroni and cheese for only $7. It's my first Thanksgiving meal (out of many, I hope!) of the season.
Men and women in uniform roamed the streets of midtown Manhattan today.
Rolled-up flags ready for unfurling.
Proudly holding the flag high.
Veterans from the Wounded Warriors Project.
A lone elderly veteran shuffles proudly along in the grand procession.
Folks riding on one of the parade floats.
The Wounded Warriors Project float glides down the 5th Avenue.
Patriotic parade spectators wave flags from the sidelines.
A veteran waves to spectators as they call out cheers and thanks from the sidewalks.
Flag-wielding veterans.
A parade float drives past St. Patrick's Cathedral on 5th Avenue.
Veterans from the Manhattan Chapter of Vietnam Veterans of America wave hands and flags from atop their float.
Regal patriotism.
The star-spangled banner.
Promoting the USO.
Having spoken personally with Vietnam veterans, it was a brutal time for the American military men and women.
Color guard marchers.
The crowds of spectators gathered along 5th Avenue for the Veterans Day parade.
The U.S. flag illuminated by the noonday sun.
Church and state.
A sunlit seating area by Rockefeller Center.
The poles by Rockefeller Center usually have flags from countries all over the world, but in honor of Veterans Day, they were all replaced with U.S. banners.
30 Rock and the U.S. flag.
Rows of red, white, and blue in the shadow of 30 Rockefeller Plaza.
Cleanup after the International Arts Movement mixer in their Manhattan loft gallery.
Loitering before departing the International Arts Movement mixer in their Manhattan loft gallery.