Much much fun and much much more

Well well my time in Grand Old New York is drawing to a close - tear - but Arriba Me-hi-co!! As you might have deducted from the few (well one) NY entries.. I have been a busy little beaver.. Where to begin? Here I go in non chronological order..

Coney Island, it was deserted and creepy and like HEAVEN. With old peely hand painted signs everywhere, covered in icecreams, clowns and ghouls. Honourable mention.. Shoot The Freak.. a game which boasts a 'live target'? And almost as good as Coney Island itself.. on the return train trip a group of school kids got on and began a dance war!! They were displaying some of the most crazy, amazing moves I have seen in some time. Hoorah! Long live subway dance-offs!!

Flea Markets!! Oh dear the flea markets here are excruciating (not quite as excruciating as trying to get a good coffee though). I found my fair share of treasures including a 1920's linen pantaloon - bathing suit, a 1895 copy of Aesop's Fables filled with beautiful illustrations, more 'gald' costume jewelery than I care to mention.. AND vintage, traditional black and white Chanel heels for $30..

Galleries and museums.. there are so many of all shapes and sizes.. Big big Guggenheim lit up by projection art at night, four blocks in Chelsea containing more than a hundred little galleries, I had my Goldy Locks moment with the American Folk Art Museum.. just right. A most beautiful collection of folky, crafty wonders and the Henry Darger illustrations blew my tiny mind.. recluse janitor who spent his life working on a 15145 page illustrated novel called.. The Story of the Vivian Girls, in What is known as the Realms of the Unreal, of the Glandeco-Angelinnian War Storm, Caused by the Child Slave Rebellion.. all of this beauty was discovered locked up in his apartment after he died!



Piano accompanied Karaoke.. so fun! I had a little musical moment with Angel of the Morning.. and some random middle aged man told me that I sounded like Nico and that he would pay me to sing White Rabbit? Bizarro.. I politely declined and headed back to my favourite dive bar to watch the metal heads headbanging to Slayer by the juke box. Double Hoorah!!

Sugar skulls!! As you surely know I am making my pilgrimage to Mexico for Dias del los Muertos, 3 days of folk art filled celebration for loved ones who are in the grave.. Skeletons, flowers and love hearts.. Oh my! And today I had those three elements immortalised in my skin.. in other words I got a friggin mother of a tattoo full of sugar skulls, roses and love hearts. The first few hours have been swell and I'm sure we will be very happy together...