Saturday, April 18, 2015
I was in Philadelphia for a good 36 hours, speaking at a colloquium at the University of Pennsylvania, and then meeting a great friend for brunch the next morning—whereafter I went to the Rosenbach Museum to see an exhibition on Oscar Wilde which features documents that have been out of the pubic eye for many years.
Of particular note is a painting of Walt Whitman which was created during the great poet's lifetime. Oscar and Walt (he wrote to him as Walt) met twice—their meeting having a lasting influence on the younger man.
Philadelphians may not know what is tucked away on a side street near Rittenhouse Square, this being a house with an incredible collection of rare books which is accessible to the public. I saw original copies of "Alice in Wonderful," as well as Herman Melville's original draft of "The Whale," which was later retitled "Moby Dick," as well as original manuscripts by Cervantes. Extraordinary when you think about it.
The photo above is of a playing card which was produced after Wilde had given his lectures in Philadelphia—which were much anticipated, the first one rather dull if only because Wilde took an academic turn around the block which rather flummoxed his listeners who were expecting theatrics. Fortunately, Wilde realized his mistake and changed his presentation by unleashing the witty man we remember him to be.
Information about the museum, where two brothers lived together all their lives.
The famous photo of Wilde which was taken in New York. An original copy.
A house along the way which said "Take my Picture."
A side street which was glorious in the Spring light. And it was Spring too—the first really warm day, with everyone out in shorts and sunglasses, riding bikes and walking about town. Having walked quite a bit about town, I stopped a stones-throw away from this picture and had a very good cappuccino, before making my way back to the train station and Manhattan. A wonderful 36 hours.
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Standing with my back to the entrance to the New York Public Library of the Performing Arts at Lincoln Center, I snap this photo on my ancient iPhone 4 before settling down to a lovely afternoon of research and writing. I'm giving a presentation at a University next week and have to get all my ducks in a row. It's a pleasure to walk past Calder, the Metropolitan Opera and soon be re-named Geffen Hall.
Sunday, April 5, 2015
I sang, sang, sang a bunch of services during Holy Week, then ended the last Easter service with a walk home across Central Park, but not before stopping in the Met Museum and snapping a photo of Spring flowers on display in huge vases in the central hall. A beautiful afternoon followed with brunch at La Boîte en Bois, which was as comforting as it was comfortable. Please tell me that Spring is finally here: I am so ready for warmth and light!
Saturday, April 4, 2015
The croci were in bloom as I walked through Central Park on Good Friday. I'd never seen this kind before, beautiful and elegant in their coloration and form, which brought snapdragons to mind. The sun has changed too, which is now higher in the sky and more golden, reminding me that two precious weeks with Umbrian Serenades await me in Italy this summer!
Friday, April 3, 2015
A corner of the living room from five years ago, if not more, which I found on an old external hard drive and don't remember snapping. The Biedermeier chair is now in storage awaiting restoration, while the partially seen orange throne chair now graces the offices of a friend at City Ballet. The balloon back chair is also in storage, having come apart at the seams, as old chairs often do. The lamp shade has a new base, while the table remains as does the flat screen TV which streams this & that from a laptop. The built-in bookcase and arches were constructed in the 1930's when the building was converted from a single family home into apartments. All very simple when you think about it.
Yes, that's the entryway that you see on the right. Unusual for a New York apartment, it also provides a grand entrance. Not bad for a little apartment with high ceilings, good bones, and two boys who count themselves very lucky.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
If you are in Gotham anytime between now and September, I encourage you to see a wonderful exhibition on Frank Sinatra at the Performing Arts Library at Lincoln Center, where you can find me working away. I snapped this photo on the second floor, which looks out onto the main plaza, the exhibition proper being on the first floor. Despite being a rainy day, there were quite a few people in attendance. Go!
And as you may have noticed, I have been fiddling with the color of this blog, which has gone tawny-taupe-grey something-or-other. All I know is: I am no longer afraid of the dark. The font is now "Cardo," which is a classical typeface.