P.J. Clarke's is a NY Landmark, built in 1884 and still going strong. When a college date took me there in 1960, I had no idea then what a venerable place it was. Surrounded by skyscrapers, it is a small building on the corner of 3rd Ave. and 55th St. that was once part of a whole row of similar tenements dwarfed by the 3rd Avenue El.
Saturday morning we took the subway up to the Met to see the exhibit of Richard Serra's drawings. We couldn't take pictures but click on the link, read about him, and visit his drawings. I have to say that I have never been a fan of his huge metal sculptures but the exhibit of his drawings was spectacular. The way he uses space in his work is amazing and inspiring; he conveys so much with so little. We spent hours there and had some wonderful conversations with very knowledgeable guards. I plan to visit Dia Beacon again and take a look at his sculpture with new eyes.
When we first got to the museum we headed for the roof to see what was up there. I don't remember what cast this shadow but I had to photograph it.
I do know what cast this shadow but I photographed it anyway, just to amuse myself.
Through the park and past the Plaza Hotel.
Sunday we went to MOMA for a little while. The architecture exhibit was poignant (to me) and absolutely fascinating,
On the way back to the apartment, we passed this guy on Park Avenue. I think there was a picture of him in the Times - he is heavier than he looks.