another opening, another show

Back from NY City and Diane Savona's opening.Marty and I traveled in on the PATH - which is the subway that goes from NJ to NY. We then had a lovely, leisurely walk from 33rd & 6th to 54th & Lexington Ave. We stopped in Lord & Taylor on the way (ask me where all the good restrooms are), where I resisted the cosmetics counters and Marty didn't buy shoes. The weather was almost balmy - perfect walking weather. We had burgers & drinks in an Irish pub on 2nd Ave and then went to the opening .

Here is Diane in front of one of her wonderful pieces. Having seen many of these in progress did not prepare me for seeing all of them hanging together. Here are some pieces from her ironing board series.

And here is a piece that deals with family history, tradition, and women and the domestic arts - particularly sewing.

detail below

Diane's newest work is her Roadcloth series. I'm afraid I was too far away to get a good picture of one of those pieces. BUT, I did get a few photos of some of the people who turned up for the opening. Joan Dreyer & Patricia Malarcher Diane with Rachel Cochran

And Louise Nevelson. Well, obviously not Nevelson - but her work. The show was at Saint Peter's Church which is extremely modern and adjacent to the Citicorp building at Lexington & 53rd. When the church was built, they commissioned Louise Nevelson to design the small chapel and the entire room is her sculpture. Mind-blowing. The room is white, as is the artwork, but of course on my camera it registered strangely and even Photoshop couldn't get the blue or yellow or red tint out. Nevertheless - here is one part of a wall: There was one more shot I couldn't resist. Out in the basement corridor, on the other side of the glass wall of the church's lower level was an elegant installation to rival any artwork. Having walked what seemed like miles uptown, we were ready to take the subway after the show. We took it to the World Trade Center (ask me what an eerie feeling that still is) and took the PATH back to Newark. I love the PATH. Every other person who got on looked like they were wearing hearing aids: some in both ears, with wires hanging down. I told Marty that old people should not feel self-conscious about wearing hearing aids because all these young ones are walking around looking terminally hard of hearing - which they will be. I wish I had had the nerve to take out my camera on the train.

Good night.