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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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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Kooky

So it's funny, right as I started to write this post, I got a little notification that my friend Sophia just posted her own little diddy about the Kooks Concert we attended together (along with a few other friends) at Terminal 5!

Great minds, same names, same blog posts.

It was our first time at Terminal 5 and my first real concert in the city. The show was packed, lively, bright, and full of British accents. No complaints.

Here's a little montage of the night. 

I love montages.
And music of course. 

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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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This Week...

...Seen on the Streets

3rd and 9th

3rd and 10th

3rd and 12th

Astor Place

3rd and 9th

So I'm Also Dating This Other Guy...

His name is Strep.

The key to having a healthy relationship with Strep is,

1)  To make yourself a unique, only-appetizing-when-living-in-a-college-dorm-room meal of rice, chow mein, chicken broth, and teriyaki sauce soup.

2) To do your homework. That is, if your homework is watching every Ryan Gosling movie available on Netflix instant watch. Especially Drive. Or just read these all day. 

3) To take your antibiotic cocktail and go to bed. Also, try not to think about how you are missing karaoke night at Brother Jimmy's, Strep may get jealous. 

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