Transitions

Lots of transitions this past week, from flying out of Mexico and landing in New York in the evening to the glimmer of city lights...

To a new (temporary) home by a different ocean in a rather chilly, wet climate....

Interspersed with lots of long subway rides...


Into Manhattan, which hasn't changed a bit.

I'm going through a bit of reverse culture shock. Even now that I've gotten some clothes out of storage and settled into a new space and seen old friends, I still answer people with a "si" instead of a "yes" and am overwhelmed by the subway at rush hour. This week should be a bit easier, so hopefully I can tell you about my (incorrect) assumption that visiting the New Museum's Skin Fruit exhibition would help me ease into things by reminding me how much I love the art scene here.