A few more images from the outdoor decks of the new Whitney Museum.
Old Towers, New Towers
Like this in Black & White
Sailing Upriver for "Fleet Week"
German Guy on the Phone
As I had not been to the new Whitney Museum, either had I walked the final (northern) end of the High Line, so yesterday provided the opportunity. A garden walkway built into a dilapidated elevated railway, the High Line has transformed the neighborhood providing a multitude of architectural juxtapositions.
As you get to the northern end, you can only be struck by the amount of construction going on, apparently all of it aimed at the "luxury" consumer. There goes the neighborhood.
So finally got in to the "new" Whitney Museum in the West Village. Always liked the uptown one but this one is pretty great: spectacular outside views, great space, same interesting art inside. But, man, was it crowded!
Looking at Art
Met up with our long time friends, Mark and Brenda, in Cooperstown to see her sister and husband's band "The Baseball Project" play Saturday night at the Hall of Fame.
So of course we find a nice place down by the lake to have a little refreshment.
What's that buzz? We look across the bar. The NSA is watching us!
You are being watched!
What the hell?
Downtown, walked up through Tribeca to the High Line and the new Whitney Museum. The line was too long, but a nice outdoor plaza, a lot going on, definitely a part of the whole High Line/Meatpacking scene.
The new Whitney from the High Line
Taking in the Views
A Picasso painting sold at auction this week for $179 million, a record. Apparently the price of fine art is going up exponentially because the number of those who can pay those prices, not in the top 1%, but those in the top .01% is growing around the world. Walking up from downtown, we passed the "palazzo" that Julian Schnabel built on West 11th Street. I guess some artists are doing OK as well, at least the top .01%