What follows are pictures capturing a bit of our time together. We took in a lot of art, drank a lot of good wine and ate some fine Italian and Asian cuisine. I can't think of a better way to close up this third decade, and honor the early adulthood of my baby sister. With the provocative work we encountered, were provocative conversations. Questions of life, love, death, race, religion, war, traveling abroad, politics, the economy: it was all in there.... And let's not forget the laughter!
Enjoy the pix!
Love,
Melissa














Landing in NYC on Monday when the theaters are dark, means seeking art in another space...
This French film, "The Secret" showing at "The Paris" was amazing....









Of the two broadway shows we see, this will be my favorite...Arther Miller was not playing around when he wrote "All My Sons." ("Who are our sons?" is a huge question this play posed for me, especially during times of war.)


You could spend a week seeing the work at the Met, and still not do it justice...
Here's our attempt to take in some of the many galleries...





















"What is seared into your DNA?" I could hear Barack Obama's speech on race while viewing Willie Cole's work....
I also replayed a scene from "Amistad" in my head..."How did you get here?"




This self portrait I dedicate to Joey Schulte...The first boy to nickname me, "Medusa."
Thank you very much!































Here's to the next trip!
Love! Gratitude! Good fortune!
Love! Gratitude! Good fortune!