Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.
it’s ridiculous how easy it is to find cute bars, cafes, and good music around bangkok. on samsen road five minutes from my place, there’s this tiny blues bar–small enough that it’s amazing the band can fit in there. the bar is usually packed (spilling out to the street), but I managed to take a pic on a fairly empty … Read More
despite the marlboro-man-like ads, the rodney graham exhibit at the musée d’art contemporain was not about cowboys at all (well, except for that one work). while going through, I couldn’t help thinking that these seemed like things that some of my friends would do. like the film of him sitting in a chair with a huge pile of potatoes, throwing … Read More
I went to the musée des beaux arts after work today and the italian design exhibit was blah. but it was worth seeing the jean-paul riopelle and paul-émile borduas (omg, he has his own canadian heritage moment!) pieces in the basement. and whoever designed the building for the museum is a genius–some cozy nook-&-cranny-like rooms (like the one at the … Read More
so I’m back from a weekend in new york, which was fun and mindboggling (for many reasons, best explained elsewhere). I hadn’t really been since I was little, when my grandparents used to have a store in chinatown. but we used to go lots so it was good that I could dispense with the über-touristy bits (er… and fao schwarz.) … Read More