Last Sunday we drove up to Philadelphia to visit Craig, Elissa and Mars, respectively Gina's cousin, his lovely spouse and their beautiful son. Philly is very different to DC (in the same way that two people known as "Philly" and "DC" would be; "Philly" would be worn, warm and eccentric, whereas "DC" would be a guy in pastel shorts, a navy blue polo and boat shoes. On the weekends, anyway.) We took an amble through Center City with them, and lunched in leafy Rittenhouse Square on vegetarian burgers. A beautifully utilised urban space:
Today we finally made it to the
Hirschorn Museum, impelled there by Gina's afternoon off and Mara, a young friend of Bridget's. She is visiting us from Frankfurt and we felt a bit of culture would be in order. She took this one in the Suprasensorial exhibition, which combines re-installations of some trippy pieces from last century with some contemporary stuff. Either there or in that minimalist shoeshop in Georgetown, where $1000 would get you a pair of these stylish booties. The Hirschorn is a beautiful circular gallery, and in the courtyard at the moment, ranged menacingly around the pool, are
Ai Weiwei's Chinese Zodiac Heads. Aren't you loving these sophisticated links?
I presume the "Chickenman" in Philly is still blown up??
ReplyDeleteCarlos, I have no idea what you mean. But is "Carlos the Jackal" wise as a profile name in this age of drone warfare?
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