Man am I glad to be back home in Brooklyn after 5 weeks of exploring the Bay Area. Not that we didn’t enjoy ourselves immensely, but nothing beats laying down in your own bed again.
And while we’re on the topic of my homecoming, here are a few related links for your viewing pleasure:
Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros know all about home. (see above)
A island resurfaces in the middle of Prospect Park.
The development of the Domino Sugar factory in Williamsburg has been extremely controversial, but at least we can now check out what fresh deliciousness is growing in the raised beds at the new Havemeyer park.
What does home mean these days, anyway? The brilliant travel writer Pico Iyer thinks it’s the place where you become yourself. I agree.
For photographer Nan Goldin, home has always been where her friends are. A new show of her photographs called “Wish You Were Here” opened this weekend at the QT Gallery in East Hampton, NY.
Even if you’re the type that needs to go to the middle of nowhere to find yourself, you’re still going to need some kind of shelter from the elements. Consider the yurt.
Now I know we’re all supposed to be streamlining our lives, but sometimes a girl’s gotta go buy something amazing for her pad. It’s just a fact of life. If you live in NYC, I suggest you check out Williamsburg’s RePOP to add some one of a kind vintage flair to your abode.
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