Brooklyn Story

my fabulous friend ann accompanied me to john freyer's SOUVENIRS show last night. it was quite an adventure getting there, as we were intending to meet her daughter at lincoln center on our way there and then her daughter cancelled about halfway in. we aren't that good at making shifts on the fly in the middle of manhattan. ann won't like me saying that, as she is quite the city driver. in any case, as we pulled into our usual illegal parking spot (our running wager: "towed or ticketed?" i am the cautious one, usually go for towed. we have never been towed. ann is always the wiser of the two of us.) we could see a crowd spilling out of the gallery. there was a throbbing techno beat. and everyone was wearing tight shirts. not a natural fiber to be seen. "are you sure this is it?" i said. while it was certainly an opening, and we were on the right block, i couldn't believe this was john freyer's crowd. i couldn't see the sign at the door through the thick sea of bodies, though. finally i found a business card. "this is number one hundred something. we need 93." thank F. this crowd was far too cool for me. half a block further down we found the fishy goodness we were looking for, and the warehousy space i had been expecting. everything looked great, except the drummer had food poisoning. but the moving pictures were cool and the soundtrack that went along with them was sounding quite groovy although i was glad i didn't have to listen to it for the full three hours. it was exciting to see that john freyer had real honest-to-freedom art for sale that wasn't up on ebay. that made me happy. because really, selling your photographs is much nicer than selling your toothbrush.
and finally...my nephew will be born any second now! yeah, i know, this is a picture of me with another baby. my practice nephew. he came to play with me last week. i have gotten to try out all the good toys on him in the past year so i will know what works on my nephew. so far, it seems like everything, unless his mom is lying just to make me feel better. i thought i hated babies, but the one i know is awesome, and i am very excited about demento. that's 2 for 2. i think i will stop while i am in the pink.

Saturday 06-Sep-03