This past August I got booked in NY for a week of work dolling up Maggie G. for her movie she was promoting.
Always amazing to work with another Mother, an instinctual nurturer.
This trip was very significant for me because it was the first time in close to a year that I would be spending almost a full week alone without my family. My family being my husband of 8 years, my 5 year old daughter, 4 year old son and the newest addition my 7 month old baby girl.
The truth is that I needed the distance. It never ceases to amaze me how much I have to work at staying relevant within my own life, and how little time I have to do that. So the break was good, my work schedule was light and I had time to explore a city very dear to my creative heart…alone.
On the way to the airport leaving LA, I was struck by the pastel palette the gray summer Los Angeles sky had to offer. The sky was a mixture of cement gray and baby blue. The architecture at the airport blended perfectly as well. The buildings looked minty and wheatish white. Needless to say I had my “find art in everything” glasses on. So the trip started off on the right foot.
Some highlights were spending the afternoon on my own my at MoMa after an inspiring brainstorm lunch with the fantastically talented Stacy London.
MoMa is amazing. It was almost too much.
That trip I discovered Roni Horn’s Photographs:
as well as Georges Seurat’s Drawings:
I love art. Plain and simple. Those days when it seeps out of the gutter are the days, as a self proclaimed artist, I wait for.
In the end, of course, I couldn’t wait to get home and kiss and love and hug and bask in the glory of my family. I was a more complete woman upon my return because of my hours spent in solitude. Grateful to be well rounded.
As an avid Poloroid user, still mourning the end of Spectra film, I bought the I-phone App called Shake: Here are few images from my trip in NY.