Seen on the Streets

2nd Ave and 10th

1st Ave and 7th

4th Ave and 9th

4th Ave and 9th

Broadway and Bond

"I Love You" Wall
Montmartre

An alley in Montmartre






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Creating and Procrastinating

Once again, a Tuesday night full of noble studious possibilities thwarted by my magazine scraps, scissors, and tape. You win this time Scotch, you win. And probably next time. 

OH AND I FINALLY GOT AN INSTAGRAM. Thank you Droid. Follow me @sophieeanna.

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Museum Mile

So as I pointed out in a previous post, NYU makes up for its lack of frat parties with a plethora of museum tours. Between visiting the modern MoMA and the ecclectic Whitney Biennial, I spent my weekend wandering the museum mile on the Upper East Side. 

MoMa

The Whitney

My favorite piece is pictured above, a photo series of letters by Moyra Davey entitled "We Are Young and We Are Friends of the Times". Here's a short little response I wrote about it while at the gallery:

They cover the wall. Not top to bottom, side to side, but somehow the twenty-six rectangular prints seem to encompass the whole side of the gallery. Natural folds and creases make these prints seem touchable, personal, until it becomes clear that they aren’t. They are pieces of art in a museum. They are blown-up versions of intimate letters. The scratches, tears, words, creases are magnified and pinned up to a wall for us to read. But we cannot see the whole message—only single words. Letters. Farewell! Friday. Your’s truly. Adieu. However, it is not only the portions of scribbled out writing preventing us from fully being able to read these letters. We do not know the sender or receiver. We do not know the context and times during which these messages were sent. We do not know if there are coffee dribbles, teardrop stains or lipstick smudges on the original papers. We do not know the relationship, but we want to.

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Spring Break Paris: Street Art Edition

Bonjour bonjour mes amis. Just spent a fabulous (and a completely unplugged) spring break in Paris, France. Wandering the city aimlessly with my two friends was parfait. We ate, we drank, we laughed, we shopped. We also looked at the street art that adorns nearly every street and alleyway in the city. As cool as some of the stuff I've have seen in New York, most of these take the gâteaux.

 Bisous

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Party at the Met

It's so easy to get caught up in all the raging frat parties, football games, and dancing on top of tables at NYU.

Oh wait.

I think I meant to say, it's so easy to get caught up in all the gallery openings, private parties, and dancing in the lobby of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I guess that's sort of like a school dance?

 Another little amateur video I made.
An Oasis at the Met celebrated the opening of the Arts of Arab Lands collection. Despite the fact I have already visited the gallery (twice) for class, the girls and I decided to put on our fanciest semi-formal attire and splurged for a cab to 5th and 82nd. Stay classy. (Free) Events at such prestigious institutes are just one of the many perks of going to school on the island of Manhattan. 
Plus, the DJs were pretty cute.

Pictures courtesy of Rachel Rinehardt

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