thanks for the love, NYC

it's official...i heart NY.  the city, that is.  mostly.  just home from 5 amazing days of total absorption in the museums of NYC.  i don't recommend 3 museums in 3 days.  the overload could potentially blast the top of your head off.  arrived saturday, and husband lost his work cellphone before we even got off the train (we parked in Mt. Vernon & trained in).This was good.  this is the 1st vacation in 11 years that hasn't had his attention split between being in the moment and being in work mode.  the intention of the trip was museums.  he was going along to keep my mother happy, as she was Absolutely Certain that i would be mugged, raped, left for dead in a gutter or Worse, perhaps sold into slavery The Minute I Arrived.  yes, i'm a grown woman, but let's let all that go for now.  back to arriving.  we unpacked, and wandered Times Square for a while til we decided where to eat.  can i say - i get goosebumps in Times Square...the lights and sounds are just too much.  There was just no way to capture it all, so i just absorbed.  on the way back to the hotel...Sephora!  a total face-full of makeup!  love what the makeup artist/salesclerk did, so i bought it.  sunday - MoMA.  oh.my.god.  i was choked up the entire time...the abstracts....groan.  the 4th & 5th floor - to die for.  in fact, had i died just then, i would take happy memories with me. i was a little annoyed that everyone seemed to be on their cell phones - i mean, come on.   oh - duh - then realized they were actually self-guided tour headphone things.  der.  we had lunch in the cafe overlooking the sculpture garden.  (have to try to make this:  cauliflower & blue cheese tart).  husband enjoyed other parts of the museum, thinking abstracts are putz.  sushi for dinner, and exhausted to bed.  monday was the Guggenheim.  could you just kill me now?? it was fabulous...i have a list of artists that i want to research more about.  my brother's friend curated the abstract exhibit, and i wore the "cell phone" headsets, so it was even more interesting...there was a connection of sorts.  (sorry for waking you up broseph). i thought my favorite artist was going to be Pollock, but it wasn't.  Although, having watched a documentary about him a few months ago really made it interesting to see the work, and which work was in which museum.  but in MoMA, i was brought to tears by Klimt's "The Gift," and Rauschenberg's technique.  there were a few other mixed media/abstracts that really had me at hello, and i'll talk about them in another post (one with pictures!).  we left there and wandered through Central Park to the Met, but it is closed on Monday.  husband was asking about cutting the vacation short by a day, but i stood firm.  i had waited too long for this, and it was too necessary for me.  we really didn't do too much besides eat & go to museums & camera shop at B&H - Disney for camera buffs.  (we went twice to make hubby happy!).  and that was the purpose - to recharge & refocus my art.  i've been dancing on the fringes of something new - something...next.  and needed a push or a jumpstart.  mission accomplished.  and through a mixup at husband's company, his new phone hasn't shipped yet, and they accidentally shut off his voice mail also, so he got to step completely away from work.  that hasn't happened in years.  so today is the great hair makeover, then to the studio for some intense work.  unless the hair comes out bad.  i'll post again later with some thoughts i have on becoming a "famous artist."  it looks like we got out of the city just in time - temps are cracking 90+ and that can't make for a happy subway ride.  it's that hot here, but i have air conditioning, and can ride all alone in my car if i want...not be pushed in with a thousand sweaty bodies.  stay cool y'all...meet you back here later!