After dinner one night over a year ago (sometime in January), my friend and I walked until we found ourselves in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art where we saw an elegantly dressed crowd exiting the museum. At the time, I had no idea anything happened afterhours at the Met (I guess I imagined something like those “Night at the museum” movies) so I said to my friend, “I want to attend a reception at the Met…!”
Lo and behold, just two days later I got invited to exactly that. Thanks to my active involvement in various non-profit organizations at the time, I was invited to attend my very first Lunar New Year reception at the Met. I even had a +1, so I invited a friend who had technically never been to the Met (only passed by it). We had been meaning to explore the museum together but never could find the time so I decided there would be no better way than to explore during what was sure to be a magical night at the Met-kill two birds with one stone, of course. It also gave me the perfect excuse to get all dressed up and fancy if only for a night.
Fast forward to the present and I have been fortunate enough to attend 5 receptions at the museum. The Met will always hold a special place in my heart because of all the wonderful memories it has given me, especially on my 5th and most recent trip…
Believe it or not, there was a reason why I made my sister walk a lot while she was visiting. Besides the fact that I am an inveterate walker, I had more time during break and it’s just calming to walk in the company of a loved one, I simply wanted my sister to be more curious.
If you haven’t noticed already in my instagram photos or facebook posts, I quite like street art. I think it’s the “voice” that says what everyone is thinking but is too afraid to say. Its transient nature, as ever-changing as our own mood and lives, intrigues me. It’s a barometer or even a mood ring of our culture and by extension, perhaps, the collective voice of our generation if not our time. For the most part, art you see in galleries and museums reflects the inner workings of the artist/creator whereas the way I see it, street art is created for the public by the public. The city, NYC in this case, is a canvas.
Art is relatable to each and every one of us in some way. I especially like street art because someone like me- someone who isn’t a professional artist, just someone with a vision- created it and had an impact on others.
Besides, street art makes nice backgrounds for photos, don’t you think? I say win-win.
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February may have been Fashion month, but March is Art month. Even though it is indeed about time for Spring, yesterday it was snowing/raining. Either way, my plans included heading to Sotheby’s for a Chinese art tour.
The first Lunar New Year reception that I attended this year was at Macy’s in Herald Square. Macy’s!- A familiar building that I’ve passed and visited so many times, now has new memories.
It’s easy to get caught up in the New York hustle: we all have our own things to do, places to go, people to see. Sometimes it really does seem like a jungle out there where it is every man for himself. We often put ourselves first or become selfish and we allow relationships with others to fizzle on the backburner. In the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy and the Newtown shootings (among other things), just walking around New York sometimes I can’t help but wonder “Where’s the love?”
It seems as though others are wondering the same thing, at least the street artists are!
I was invited to a Regarding Warhol, Sixty Artist Fifty Years exhibition viewing and reception to take place at the Metropolitan Museum of Art November 8, 2012. However, due to Hurricane Sandy, it was postponed to a later date. A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of attending what was probably the best party at the Met I have attended to date.
If you are somewhere in the Northeast and waited/waiting for Sandy to pass like I was, your windows probably looked something like this.
By this time you are probably quite aware that when it rains, it drips.
When it drips, it blurs.
When it blurs, you wipe or squeegee. Continue reading
You can see the exhibit “Signs and Symbols” at the Whitney Museum after waiting in line and then paying admission but street art is ubiquitous and free, just look around.
Here are photos I have taken myself of street art within the past couple of months. (I’ve been really into street art these days)
Presenting: my own exhibit of “Sign and Symbols” if you will.
Although I no longer study Fashion Design (I am now in the business side of things) my mind is still wired to work creatively. Whether I am working on a project, on or off campus, or going about my daily life, my mind is always searching for inspiration, noticing patterns, making connections and exploring trends. Of course the most important step is documenting the findings, which I do, either in my phone’s memo pad, my journal or online via this blog.
I visited the Whitney Museum for the first time about a week ago to go see the Yayoi Kusama exhibit on display. On my way there I happened to stop by the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir, which I had heard about but never been to in my 3-4 years of being in NY.
Needless to say, it was quite a sight and I highly recommend it. I myself will definitely have to go back again for a run.
The Yayoi Kusama Exhibit was peculiarly beautiful (my thoughts on that may come in a separate post) but when I left, a different artist was on my mind: John Ward Lockwood whom I discovered from the exhibit “Signs and Symbols”. When I looked into him further, I discovered and was drawn to this piece in particular.
The colors and composition captivate me. The more I looked and thought about the painting, the more I realized it reflected my mood for Fall: Organized chaos. Understated power and beauty. Dynamism with balance. It also got me excited about experimenting with interesting pairings of color just in time for Fall fashion.
I guess I’m not so rusty after all. So excited for Fall and the possibilities! (if not for the colors)
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Saw these “signs” written on the wall and sidewalk as I was out and about the city this morning. It makes you realize how easily you can become jaded here (or anywhere else).
These reminded me of a quote that I came across from a book I read earlier this summer: This year I will..: How to Finally Change a Habit, Keep a Resolution, or Make a Dream Come True By. M.J. Ryan.
“I’m awake for the first time and I don’t want to fall back into numbness again”
As I start classes this Monday, that’s what I’ll keep in mind.
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