imagination and Old Growth

Over the weekend, Chad and I went on a Chelsea adventure.  We decided to be tourists in our city and behave as though we were vacationing abroad.  We made only loose plans and allowed ourselves time, flexibility and treats.


We started in Chelsea and visited the Andrea Rosen gallery which currently has on view the playfully haunting work of Matthew Ronay.  We also looked in on our dear friend Ann's show at ZieherSmith as well as Thorsten's show at IPCNY, from where we caught a glimpse of the newest stretch of the High Line.


The High Line is a truly amazing place and it was wonderful to rediscover it in this new segment.  Where else can one walk through New York without the worrisome punctuations of traffic and streetlights?  The act of walking continuously for 16 blocks made the trip seem so short and evermore enjoyable than on the street.  And did I mention the views?

We strolled through the neighborhoods we frequented while first becoming acquainted with this place and ducked down those strangely winding streets of the west village before making our way slowly back home.