I went to the Cloisters for the first time a few days ago. It’s been a while since I had some fun at a museum and I’m not really a huge fan of medieval art. However, I am a fan of Fort Tryon park and have heard that the museum is really beautiful.
And it certainly was. I could hardly believe that I was still in New York when I walked into this place. Continue reading The Cloisters
“Knowledge of places is closely linked to knowledge of the self, to grasping one’s position in the larger scheme of things, including one’s own community, and to securing a confident sense of who one is as a person.” Keith Basso, Wisdom Sits in Places
I’m lucky: I have my family, and I have friends who are like family. For Thanksgiving, I went to a one such friend’s house for dinner in my hometown. For the most part, I moved away from South Jersey when I was 18. I rebelled, with an appropriately dramatic teenage flair, against where I grew up. Not one for the quiet life, I was drawn to the stimulating toughness of the city.
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This song from Maluca always gets me out of any mid-afternoon slumpage.
Last week, I had the good fortune to meet up with the most amazing people on earth: my colleagues at Automattic. We spent the week in Budapest meeting each other, working on some neat new features, and fitting in a few sight-seeing adventures, as well. Continue reading Budapest, Hungary
My very good friend talked me into going with him to see Anthony Braxton at the Roulette this weekend. And, oh my, it was amazing!
There was a four-day series of Braxton’s work going on where, in many of the performances, he played in numerous acts throughout the night. We went to the last show, a performance of Trillium J (Acts I & III), which was basically his take on a free jazz opera. Perhaps, a “free opera”? Continue reading Anthony Braxton at the Roulette