|Late Summer Loveliness
||[Aug. 28th, 2011|01:48 am]
I'm braced for the hurricane here in downtown NYC (not in the danger-evacuation zone, don't worry). An earthquake and a hurricane in one week! The earthquake was really scary for me-- I'd never felt one before! I'm in a rickety old building, so it was definitely noticeable; my windows rattled and my lamps nearly fell over! |
The hurricaine's scariest part-- so far-- has been all the panic leading up to it. People going nuts in the supermarkets, trying to find a flashlight for sale, and seeing the Starbucks boarding up their windows. So far, it's just a little wind and rain. But it's still early.
I spent almost all day recently on the front stoop of my building. I love it there-- I live on a pretty, leafy street, that looks diagonally out onto a thoroughfare, so I could watch people go by. It was the best inking location I've ever found. I'm gonna miss that stoop in the winter. When I'd finished inking, I painted this little stoop painting.
I know I haven't done a whole "my new apartment" photo post. I've been too busy, and now it's too hurricainy. But here's a little photo view from my desk of my little place. I really love it here, as quirky and wee as it is.
The other day I clambered up to my decaying roof to see if there was a place to sit, after I'd gotten sick of the glares I'd been receiving on the stoop from the woman who works in the restaurant downstairs. My roof was too ramshackle and dirty and viewless, but I climbed over a few adjoining roofs to a neighbor's building, and this was the view!
Recently my mom took me up to this farm-to-table dinner. Ray Bradley is a former chef and an old friend of ours from when my mom used to work in the New York farmer's markets. He does these seasonal dinners for around 60 people, and this one was extra-special. The NY chef, David Bouley, brought his whole kitchen and staff up to the farm to cook with Ray's fresh ingredients. He and Ray grew up together in the same small town.
My mom used to work for Bouley, doing flower arrangements in his kitchen (food reunion!), and as a teeny kid, I would sit in a tiny nook in the kitchen with my coloring books, where the kitchen staff would slip me treats.
The dinner was pretty amazing. I drew a little comic about the day:
Then some friends and I went to the county fair, where we caught the PIG RACES. PIG RACE VIDEO
I don't want summer to be over. Ever ever ever.
I lovelovelove the crest of Ray and David! So simple and lovely. Were you at the Dutchess County Fair? We've been going every year since I can remember! I was there on Tuesday and picked up the most delicious maple cream in the world! Yum :)
that looks nice. and ny... ach! *seufz*
Loved your watercolor of the front stoop! Dont let that angry lady chase you away from it haha. Looks like the roof you found could be an acceptable replacement though, great view from up there. Ive been to a few farm to table dinners myself and they are always so awesome and tasty. Your illustrations are unique and have a ton of great style as usual. I'm especially fond of the waking up sequence, the walk through the yard with the dog, and the happy food coma at the end :P You are amazing Lucy, thanks so much for sharing :D.
Great post! Thanks so much for the window into your world, so much fun to peek. :) *waves from London*
That is wee! Or as I prefer to say, 'snug.' And settling into new views from new apartments is pleasant, I think.
My friends in North Carolina said the hurricane was a dud there in Wilmington; just rain and wind, nothing catastrophic. Hope it's nothing too destructive where you are.
Was this the Dutchess county fair? If so, I'm sad I missed it this year.
Hey, I saw your tweet about traveling alone in Europe. You'll be fine! I was a 21-year old lady who'd never left the American South, and I traveled to Italy on my lonesome on a whim for about a week a couple of years ago. Granted, you don't want to advertise that you're traveling alone or that you're new to town, but I'm sure you'll have all the street smarts you'll need if you grew up in a major city.
What a sweet day int he life.
Farm chic indeed! loved this post. And really, who can pass on the appeal of pig races?