Paris has my stamp of approval

So, I went to Paris this past weekend. And I’m not going to lie, it was great. My Ukrainian origins might have something to do with this, as we consider ourselves somewhat European, and being in Paris also felt like somewhat home. First things first, traveling is stressful no matter how you put it. As I found myself hyperventilating at one point or another. Airports, security, customs, herds of people, time tables, and rotating schedules. Honestly, I think all of it works by the sheer will of God, or careful planning and execution, either way. I did successfully make it to...

I’m going to Paris mofos!

So I haven’t written any posts for a while, and I did it on purpose. It’s a slick publicity move. Which is meant to keep you intrigued. Where you intrigued? Not really? Thought so. It was more like the usual adult life taking over. And I let it for a while, but I’m done now. And I’m back for good. A few things I have to tell you. I went to the Armory Show on Thursday, and it is probably the largest gathering of contemporary art galleries showing in New York. It’s also probably one of the fanciest. Because the...

What is MoMA PS1

I started writing this post about last Sunday since probably last Sunday, but never got around to finishing it. It still seems kind of relevant, so I might as well finish it now. I promise to be more disciplined in my blog writing. Maybe. Sunday was the first sunny day in a while. And people took to the streets. Literary almost everyone I know suddenly decided on the outside activities of different sorts, just to be out in the air, and in the sun. It’s like we’re goddamn flowers, which actually above behavior sort of suggests we are. And I just called you...

New Museum, and my pictures are rotating

Ok people. I am so overwhelmed with all the adulting (urban dictionary: to do grown up things) happening in my life right now. I have been desperately wanting to tell you about my weekend, but physically didn’t have time nor energy to do so. Anyways, here’s my best attempt. This weekend I went to visit the New Museum. And it’s a contemporary art museum located in Manhattan. I’ve been there once, and that time it was too weird for me. Imagine me, and something being too weird for me, that’s just pretty damn weird. So in my head I was...

Isreal: beacuse repetition makes it perfect

So yesterday was my first day back to work, after a week’s vacation, and that went great. I missed everyone, and I was so happy to be back, in my old familiar cubicle, surrounded by dear friendly faces. Or more like it was fucking hell. I had 564 unread emails, and all my  enthusiasm for work related stuffs vanished pretty much by 3pm, and turned into ‘goddammit, not this shit again’. But that’s another story. I went away to Israel because I had a family wedding to attend, and I’ve been to Isfreal before, and wrote about it here. I’ll try not to repeat...

I’m back, but not really

Well hello, there. In case you noticed, I’ve been away from posting for some longer than usual time. But that’s just because life. I’ve had a lot of things happening at work, and it’s not blog worthy material. I mean how many posts do you want to read about me bitching about work. Am I right? I felt uninspired, and unproductive, and like this blog is stupid. But I had a great weekend, and I’m back here on my stupid blog. At least for now.   Things I want to tell you. Music. I came across a really cool artist....

Bushwick Open Studios

I went to watch a movie on Saturday, and you need to watch it too – Ms Peregrine’s home for peculiar children. And do so in a movie theater, and in 3D. This is not even a suggestion, this is a requirement. Because it’s “that” type of movie. It’s all about visuals, and boy are they magnificent; magnificent and bizarre Tim Barton style. It’s like a fairy tale on steroids. It’s also a type of fairy tale where there are no parallels, nor metaphors with real life. At least, in my opinion. The movie is not about love, it’s not about friendship,...

Dia Beacon – the far away place with erotic poems

SOO…I did it kids. I found meself an apartment. Bitching about the process last week might have forced the universe to listen and quite possibly go ‘well, this is just damn right ridiculous, give this sad little person something’. And I actually got more than something because it’s a fairly decent apartment. And I’m afraid to say more because then I’ll jinx it, and it will get blown up or something. Anyway, I have a shit load of moving and what-not stuff ahead of me, and I’m exhausted, but mostly relieved. Also, whilst in this gruesome process I came across...

Museum Mile: How to be classy and cheap

So this Tuesday I attended a pretty cool event called Museum Mile Festival, and it’s where all the New York’s museums located on the Fifth Ave open their doors to everyone for free, and you get to be a cheap ass museum lover. It happens once a year, so next year mark your calendars, and save some money for the occasion. Don’t save money, it’s free. I just told you that. What you will need money for is the Metropolitan Museum’s roof top bar. I mean what can be better than getting buzzed in a museum? Nothing. Central Park and Manhattan...

Arthur Kill Ship Graveyard: Ghosts Stole My Drone

How awesome was my weekend? Pretty damn awesome. Because that’s what happens when you plan well. Or when you plan activities that you actually look forward to. And I look forward to activities when there is a graveyard involved. Apparently.   Anyway. I read this article about Arthur Kill Ship Graveyard and it’s a place where ships go to die.  And so I immediately thought what a fun and romantic activity this would be. Probably family friendly too. Too bad I don’t have kids. So then I told my significant other and he confirmed that this would be a fun...