Tuesday, August 19, 2014


Inside the Subway at 77th Street

Walk uptown along Fifth Avenue past eight sparrows
 Enter the park, walk west through the Tunnel
 Make a left at the Metropolitan Museum
then a right when you site Belvedere Castle
Arrive at the Delacorte Theater for the next to last performance of john Lithgow as
"King Lear"
No photographs allowed, so I only snapped this side shot of the set on the way in. We had very fine seats thanks to dear Archangel Michael who went over to the park at dawn, read till they passed out free tickets at noon, and posed with the bears after the show.
Here is
Ellen Kushner's Review
What the play is about according to the brilliant Jonathan Miller.

A wonderful fairy tale of a movie I thoroughly enjoyed with friend Amy  Ernst, who cooked a fine supper at her place after the show.

"The Hundred Foot Journey"

A little Architectural and Cultural New York History
The Village East Cinema, located at 181-189 Second Avenue, opened in 1926 as The Yiddish Art Theater in the heart of New York City’s Jewish Rialto district. Designed by prominent Brooklyn lawyer and Jewish community leader Louis Jaffe, the historic building was built as an elaborate, 1265 seat live theater for Yiddish theater pioneer Maurice Schwartz. The interior was designed in the Moorish Revival style that was popular in synagogues at the time, and included a forty-foot ornamental ceiling with a spectacular Star of David in the center that is still present today.  The Yiddish Art Theater housed elaborate productions from Maurice Schwartz and his troupe, such as “The Tenth Commandment” (1926) and “Yoshe Kalb” (1932) which ran for a record 300 performances. Schwartz’s loyal following and festive, imaginative plays attracted such renowned guests as Albert Einstein, Charlie Chaplin, George Gershwin and former New York City mayor Fiorello LaGuardia.  The building went through several names and incarnations throughout the mid-1900s, including The Stuyvesant Theater, a film exhibition house, and a stint as the East Village landmark The Phoenix Theater, where it housed such productions “Oh! Calcutta”, “Grease”, “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas”, “The Princess and the Pea” and “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat”.In 1992, the theater was restored and converted into the Village East Cinema

Thursday, August 14, 2014


Last Night
Rode the Lexington Avenue Subway uptown.
Exited at East 103rd Street and turned left...
Headed West
Past the used clothes bin near the painted house fence...
 Past the old school, and up the steep hill...
  To Fifth Avenue.

Turn The Corner
Gave my camera to a tall woman to shoot this...
Oh--oh, how I danced (no pictures of that however) from hip hop through Disco to the fifties and a line dance set.  It was such a lift.

Inside to the Graffiti Exhibit
Strike a pose
take a quick tour
grab some shaky shots
ending with Keith Herring
and these painted jackets through glass
 The Roots
Then back out to the terrace
where a channel was formed for running,
tumbling, somersaulting professionals...
Intense energy
Intense concentration

Next time I'll shoot film.
Then uptown one block
to take a peek into
El Museo del Barrio
Back downtown for goodbyes
and one last line dance.
Then across the street to the Fifth Avenue bus.
Home by 10:30.

Depression's got no space to breathe when you're dancing!

Monday, August 11, 2014


Saturday Night Still

Saturday Night Gif

Sunday Alert
Perigee will occur just 26 minutes before the moon officially reaches its full phase at about 7:45 PM over Manhattan on August 10. The two phenomena will not occur so close together again until 2034, potentially making Sunday's super-moon the biggest and brightest of the next 20 years.
There's a meteor shower this week as well.

Sunday Night
I'm back
After a loverly day, and a simple supper
yams, cucumbers, olives, tomatoes, garlic, two veggie burgers cooked in coconut oil, and cubed, wilted escarole, pepper, rice vinegar, lemon balm, dill, and some golden flax seed all tossed together
Commence a two hour jaunt at ten o'clock
Uptown for awhile, then East to the river, then swinging around twentieth Street Westward to Gramercy Park for a once around, all slow and steady till I arrived home by midnight.  The moon, she was white and bright, but oh so far away.
Our friend Cally  got the best shot Ive seen so far from her stunning view of the  Pacific

Friday, August 8, 2014


“Love is the goal, life is the journey.” 
Remember, find ways to share with others...perhaps even convert memory to story as Mira Bartok did
(Just finished listening on audio books!  Although I might have edited a bit, I was thoroughly engaged and moved by this memoir)

“We are all different expressions of one reality."

Many days dissolve from image to image...from seeing  this man crossing the street, permanently bent low, possibly from scoliosis of the spine....
...to this woman passing, also bent while reading a text message...
...through a thousand messages from all directions imprinting themselves on my mind...
...to this begonia on my window sill which lifts my spirit...

...to the tree I had a hand in planting decades ago
flowering profusely in the street below... 

“Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously.”

Then on to relish late blooms in the church garden...
...and to inhale the intoxicating scent of phlox...
...be brightened by the splashes of color from
purple cone flower and golden coreopsis...
...on to art from Nepal at a friends apartment
where we followed prompts, and wrote for two hours.
This is a marvelous sculpture by her daughter

“Creativity is the greatest rebellion."

Here's a woman skipping rope at the church late one evening!

“Explanation is not needed – only exclamation, a wondering heart, awakened, surprised, feeling the mystery of life each moment. Then, and only then, you know what truth is. And truth liberates”

A brilliantly blue sky day followed.
These are artifacts kept in cabinets at the Masonic hall on West 23rd Street...
where we gather to meditate once a month...
not on these historic things displayed in the lobby...
...but to sit together in silence a while, let go of the world, and listen to 'Readings from the Masters'
(thanks to Joan Suval, and Ananda Ashram)

“I'm simply saying that there is a way to be sane. I'm saying that you can get rid of all this insanity created by the past in you. Just by being a simple witness of your thought processes.  It is simply sitting silently, witnessing the thoughts, passing before you. Just witnessing, not interfering not even judging, because the moment you judge you have lost the pure witness. The moment you say “this is good, this is bad,” you have already jumped onto the thought process.  It takes a little time to create a gap between the witness and the mind. Once the gap is there, you are in for a great surprise, that you are not the mind, that you are the witness, a watcher.  And this process of watching is the very alchemy of real religion. Because as you become more and more deeply rooted in witnessing, thoughts start disappearing. You are, but the mind is utterly empty. That’s the moment of enlightenment. That is the moment that you become for the first time an unconditioned, sane, really free human being.”

The Ultimate Flowering of Love
I was given this rose.

“Be realistic: Plan for a miracle”

Thursday, August 7, 2014


"life is what happens while you're busy making plans."
-John Lennon-
I've been gearing up for a Massachusetts visit mid-August.
Things happen, plans change.
I'm feeling sad
longing for this view, and friends there.
Perhaps September.  We shall see.
Meanwhile, this will do for now.