Last day in NYC

Poor overworked Hubbie was finally let free from the project and allowed to enjoy his day-off before flying back to London. ‘Where do you wanna go?’ I asked him as we nibbled our English muffins brought by room service. ‘Let’s check out the Guggenheim and the Whitney’, he replied.

During my time sightseeing on my own, in the Big Apple, I did manage to visit almost all the major galleries. I enjoyed gorgeous reconstructions of French rococo period interiors at the MET, witnessing the perfect marriage of wealth and good taste (make a note, Donald Trump) at the Frick Collection and the sublime “Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer I” at the Neue Galerie. However, I left the Guggenheim and the Whitney out of my itinerary because I knew Hubbie would want to visit them with me.

Probably, the most iconic modern art gallery in the world, the Guggenheim. One of a kind creation by Frank Lloyd Wright…

A retrospective show of László Moholy-Nagy was on…

“Photogram” 1922

The work is one of his numerous attempts to capture light and transparency by superimposing objects with different density on photographic paper. Delicate shadows in various shades of grey were casted over a clean white background. The effect resulted in creating an ethereal beauty.

The famous ramp of the spiralling gallery…

Apart from the artworks exhibited on the walls, the gallery offered unique experiences to the visitors. Along the path towards the ceiling skylight, the route was dotted with delights – tiny reading rooms and libraries tucked behind the columns like a lovely hideout, a brilliantly white cafe with a view to vibrantly green Central Park and old-fashioned drinking water fountains with lovely gold basins. Their lavatories were equally unique. They were cylindrical and unisex like airline’s and fixtures in there was so futuristic in a retro way. All in all, all of them were charming relics the 50’s with strong egalitarian intentions.

After the Guggenheim, we traversed Central Park..

From Upper West Side, we caught a cab and headed to Downtown Manhattan. As the day of our return to London approached, I started to feel wobbly again. I was very afraid how I would react when I opened our apartment door and found the place empty. I knew there would be no Mr.B but the thought of having to face the loss was still scary and depressing.

Our taxi sped down the 11th Avenue and we could see piers along Hudson River. Hubbie noticed the change of mood in me and squeezed my hand gently. Oh, I must keep it together, I talked to myself.

Meatpacking District was very busy with the Saturday crowds…

The original Whitney museum was located at Madison Avenue, Upper East Side. Like other successful art institutions around the world, the museum was struggling to accommodate their ever expanding collections and in 2010, they eventually started constructing a new venue designed by Renzo Piano in Downtown Manhattan.

I didn’t take any exterior image of the museum because it didn’t have much appeal to me. Hope Mr.Piano won’t be offended but the appearance resembled a processing plant by a river or port.

However, a view from the outside terrace of the museum was great…

This was not a person but an artwork…

Andy Warhol’s silkscreen printings…

Each upper level had an outside area and this one had water lily ponds powered by windmills…

Last time Hubbie was in NYC, he stayed in The Standard, High Line…

It was in February and I remembered he was saying how cold it was by Hudson River. ‘The view from the hotel was amazing but the outside was freezing!’, he recounted.

After having latte at the museum cafe, we  decided to have a little stroll towards Union Square.

A wall art we came across near Avenue of the Americas…

Neatly lined up police motorcycles…

And a fire station in Flatiron…

We caught a cab near Madison Square Park so we would be back at the hotel before our limo arrived.

On Queens Boulevard, speeding toward JFK Airport…

It was an interesting sojourn but I wished if it were to have happened during a happier time…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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