In Search of Spring

A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in.  ~Robert Orben

Let’s be honest, New York City in mid-March is just plain ugly.  The snow has melted, it’s still cold, and the parks are filled with sticky mud and dead grass. The only highlight might be St. Paddy’s Day, when our city streets are brightened by Emerald Isle green, celebratory shenanigans, and bagpipe music.  But even with this green blip on the radar, it often feels like winter is just dragging on.

But I always love mid-March because it’s one of the few times of year when my husband’s (two) school schedules, and my teaching schedule align into one matched week of vacation, so we try to head off to a mitten-free destination. This year’s Google search went something like this: “cheap Caribbean getaways”, “family friendly resorts, direct flight from New York”, “toddler friendly resorts”, and finally, obsessive Trip Advisor searches including “how big are the closets at  ______ resort?” (we often put my toddler’s crib in the closet at hotels to avoid getting a suite…before you judge, consider how luxuriously dark it is in there!)   But it was a New York Times travel article from 2010 that sealed the deal as we settled on a lesser known area of the Dominican Republic, the Samaná Peninisula, which was also featured in The 45 Places to Go in 2012. Direct flight from JFK, nice beach, small waves, condo style accomodations (no closet sleeping)…Boom.

Can’t wait to hit the sand, snap some pics for fun, and take a timeout from my computer screen.  And when we return, I hope to be greeted by blooming forsythia, early daffodils, and the promise of spring–my favorite season in NYC.  Have a great week everyone!

Above: Surfer Heading In, Santa Theresa, Costa Rica, 2009

Happy Birthday to Fine Art Friday–New York, NY


Last week, Fine Art Friday celebrated its first birthday. Hooray!  I’ve enjoyed culling through many images each week and choosing something funky, artsy, or fun for Friday’s posts.  It’s also a great way to update the blog with fresh content! That being said, I’m now going to post FAF twice a month rather than each week.  My goal over the next six months is to scan a large binder of slides from photography school.  Yes, as in film slides, from a film camera! I purchased a slide scanner two years ago, and it still hasn’t seen the light of day.  I know there are a lot of images buried in that notebook that I’d like to share with you.  I also hope to focus on adding new content by making a consistent effort to get out there this spring/summer and shoot for fun.

Stay tuned for new content over the coming months, and thanks for all of your wonderful comments over the last year!  For fun, I chose some FAF faves from the last year and played around with grouping them in different color, mood, or pattern combinations.  Enjoy!

Curating our Lives–New York, NY


During my art history days, I worked with many museum curators.  They can take a massive amount of information, be it art, text, or primary documents–and impressively pare it down to one angle, a definite idea.  Curators often look at an entire body of work and choose something unique or interesting to convey their collective ideas about an artist, a time, or a place.  I saw the perfect example of this a few weeks ago; I had a couple of hours to kill between teaching classes on the Upper East Side, so I popped into the Guggenheim for a viewing of Picasso Black and White.  Filtering Picasso’s prolific work through this one lens made for a really interesting exhibition, which unfortunately has now closed.  However, I’ve got a new exhibition on my radar: Bill Brandt:Shadow and Light, which opened on Wednesday at MoMA. It is curated by the wonderful Sarah Hermanson Meister, who I once interned for.  I’m sure it will be inspiring, so check it out if you can.

If you think about it, we are all the curators of our lives–choosing what to reveal (or not reveal) about ourselves, what to wear, and what to display in our homes.  Once you decide how you want to be interpreted by the world, there you have it–our outward “style”.  In a perfect world (a world in which I have hours of free time!), I’d set a rotating exhibition schedule in my house, replacing artwork with new, fresh images or rearranging timeless ones in a funky way.  Or at least I’d make good on my January resolution to complete a long awaited hall gallery in my “bowling alley”.  I’m still working on it (the brick walls have proven challenging to everything but a drill-bit), but I do promise to post a few more ideas about wall displays for all of your gorgeous photographs in the coming weeks.  In the meantime, here are a few snaps from my quick jaunt to the museum, which is always inspirational.  Thank you Picasso (and curators everywhere). Happy Friday!

*Photos courtesy of my trusty iPhone

 

Fine Art Friday–Marching Forward–New York, NY


March 1!  Happy Friday and Happy Birthday to my niece Emily.  Today’s color of the day (also the “it” color of the year) is…you guessed it–green.  As in, I’d really like to see some in the next few weeks.  In like a lion, out like a lamb–here’s to hoping that spring arrives soon.

Have a great weekend everyone.

Hydrangea Leaf, Nantucket (L), Flower after deluge, Vershire, VT (R)

Baby Lila


They say that second children just go with the flow, and Lila is living proof of this.  In the six days that I recently spent with her, this eight-week-old logged 12 hours of sleep a night, dined at adult restaurants, traveled everywhere in the Bjorn, and rarely cried.  I adored her flirty smiles (see below) and gorgeous eyelashes, as well as her big brother‘s fascination with new baby “I-Lou”.  Congrats Kaitlin and Nick–she is one amazing infant!

Lila's Dad - February 27, 2013 - 9:09 am

Baby Eye-Lu looks beautiful. Credit to the photographer!

K. Farrell - February 27, 2013 - 10:34 am

Gorgeous baby and creative and talented photographer. Love Lila’s smiles!

William S. Brandt - February 27, 2013 - 11:14 am

The only thing more beautiful than Sarah’s positively brilliant photos is holding Lila in your arms and feeling the warmth of that smile.

Lila’s Plymouth MA Grandparents