Good evening from New York.
Our respite from the challenges of urban summer heat and humidity is about to end. The past few days have been glorious.
Here is a view from my front window. Aren't those little clouds lovely, perhaps like little fluffy sheep and lambs gently drifting across the sky.
Today I got up early to take care of laundry and some other errands and then went downtown to the Museum of Modern Art to meet a friend who'd recently returned from France. I wanted to hear more about the trip that she and her husband had, to see some photos, have a delicious lunch at the MoMA cafe, and to see an exhibit of the works of Alighiero Boetti. He was a conceptual artist who made thoughtful art, often using very humble materials. He loved hardware stores, traveling the world, recycling, being thoughtful and playful. He embraced time and valued inefficiency. As I make my own transition from a very active sense of responsibility towards a more relaxed state, I found Boetti quite interesting.
You could find out more about this man at the MoMA site. Meanwhile I will show you a few photos I took, in the exhibition's room that allowed photography.
The map below was woven by Afghanistani women. They used pink thread for the world's oceans because they had more yarn that was pink than any other color. Perhaps you can see how flags are part of the globe.
The next two photographs are also of textile works. Boetti made use of the grid for many of his works. You can see that several alphabets are employed, along with a very beautiful colorway.
This is a close up of another textile in the same series.
I intend to return to this exhibit and may even make use of the available audio guide. I cannot remember when I last thought of using an audio guide. Usually, I just want to make my own way through exhibits. This time I am very curious to learn more.
After seeing a few other MoMA exhibits and enjoying lunch, my friend and I walked back uptown, through Central Park. It is so maturely green now, at its fullest summer growth. We have had sufficient rainfall to retard the notion of leaves or grasses turning brown just yet.
I thought you might enjoy seeing these elms.
Tomorrow will be another day off. No museum on the agenda, no required errands. I do look forward to getting together with another friend, and also finding time for some of my own creative projects.
It is difficult to comprehend that August is just about to knock on our door.