John Blalock


Last day in NYC

Here is some catch up from the last few days.  Before we went down to phili I headed out on the elevated #7 local to Flushing Meadows park way up in Queens.  There among the trash and skateboarders is the remnants of our soviet style worlds fair complete with a massive, disintegrating, decrepit park and the rusted hulks of the Uninsphere and the observation towers.
Its like going to the soviet union right here in NYC.

Next is Conie Island another sundrentched elevated subway ride over Brooklyn.  Carnies and all it was worth the trip probably d/t the fact that its still to cold to be completely packed!

Leave for home tomorrow!CycloneGlobequeensTowerTowers


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Two images:

First was this morning–Judith is taking a picture, Avi is washing the windows, Lulu the kitty is watching Avi intently (with a strong desire to attack something), sean is at Yoga (therefore not in the frame).

Next is a pinhole of the new Frank Gery building on Canal st. The wind was so strong that my first polaroid was ripped to pieces by the wind right as i pulled it out.

Phili tomorrowGheryShooting

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St. Pats Day

The St. Patricks Day parade is less crazy than we were hoping and yet so much more fun.  All the NYC high school bands with pimpled faced tuba players and heavy set baton throwers, and endless line of pipers from fire fighters to the local electrical unions–cold winter sunlight and people shouting Erin go bragh!

Not like marti gra, just something very tradition bound.

then zach made enough corned beef and boiled bacon and turnips and cabbage for everyone who came to the party (which is quite a feet) (and also kept us from becomingIrishDancingJam

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Gua Cha

No more drinking for a while.  Spent the morning cleaning and the afternoon at the Met.  My favorites were a breathtaking mural photo by my favorite Thomas Struth a very dry german who makes enormous images of boring people.  Also, hidden in a corner among the picasos and matisse’s was a painting by Repin, a 19thcent russian painter who grew up before the revolution and painted right into it.  A very subtle and hyper photo realistic painting of a friend and pacist writer who would later kill himself as he watched the revolution turn bloody.

Now Judith (pounced iu-dit) our dutch gust, is cooking a soup for us.

I have attached a photo of seans back after he had his Gua Cha massage.  A chinese massage that involves scraping the congealed blood from under your skin to open up your chi.  Not quite sure of the pathophysiology involved in this procedure but then again my physiology classes did not include chi paths.GuaCha

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Happy St. Pats day!

Full Irish breakfast.Seanbreakfast

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