It started very well for me!
I spent four gorgeous days in New York City with my father.
We had a great time and I enjoy listening to his art knowledge, trying to keep every single word locked in my brain.
I basically took an empty luggage and came back with it packed.
Nothing you can really see, but the experience got ingrained in my soul and will slowly spill out in life.
It was a “let go” kind of trip. I expected nothing, I planned nothing, I wanted nothing special but at the end it was very rewarding.
I walked and let my feet take me to places.
I literally took 5 shirts, one pair of pants, one coat, one sweater, the toiletry, one pair of hiking boots and basic underwear for four days stay.
NO makeup, NO fancy clothes, NO jewelry.
It felt so good not having to worry about baggage being lost or misplaced.
I was free!
I wander about, I walked miles and miles, I talked to people I didn’t know, stared at the inspiring character who wonder around the city, ate sushi at a restaurant that was smaller than my bathroom, but tasted better than any sushi I ever had, I ate toasted chez nuts by the curb among the workers from a construction site, played at the toy store like all the other 7 year old kids, walked, walked,…
I had some money, not much, to spend in a few artsy items.
I didn’t buy any clothes. New York has disappointed me on this. All the stores have Made In China clothes, nothing local, very unappealing!
I walked up, down and sideways.
I found a diamond street, an orquidea street, a fabric street, a tourist street, little china, little Japan, little Brazil and an entire block with galleries! (yeah! Chelsea, I loved being there)
I also found Chelsea Market!
When I saw all these people going inside this stinky funny looking building, couldn’t resist, I had to check it out! Lucky me, I found a little hidden spot, no tourists! Next time you go to New York, spend some time there, smell the spices, taste the cheeses, try the hot chocolates, coffees and of course, a good glass of wine.
In Little China I visited the artists Meca – Pearl Paints – a 7th floor building packed with artist’s supplies. No kidding, a little overwhelming. There was so much to see that I ended up with my basket empty, I didn’t know where to start! You got to have good legs to go up and down the old building stairs.
I bought books and had cappuccinos, read, slept and walk.
I missed my family a lot and being back to them was delightful.
I am grateful for having the opportunity to go in this trip, share and see so much life!
Until next trip…
|“From The Other Side” acrylic and charcoal on canvas