125th Street #1 Station

Sunday Night, Monday Morning

My weekend bender extended into Sunday night, which it should not have.

The East Village, early Monday morning
The East Village, early Monday morning

Monday, October 24, 2016

Shame, shame shame. This has been an off day, and it’s my fault. I’m slapping myself on the wrist (just a little) for letting my discipline slip but, hey, it has to slip some times. And, as I often tell others, there can be no sacred without the profane.

I had seen on the Internet that an attractive dancer would be at a dive bar in the East Village. I was curious, so after going to bed at 11:30 pm, I woke up at 1:30 am and ventured out into the New York night. I made sure to wear my favorite black leather jacket because it fit with the New-York-street ethos. What a time to be concerned with fashion, but in the bar, someone complimented me on the new leather smell of the coat.

Cookshop, New York
Cookshop, New York
Duck Confit at Cookshop, New York
Duck Confit at Cookshop, New York

I got to the bar on 2nd avenue between 5th and 6th streets. There’s not much in life that I haven’t seen, on the front of hedonism, but I haven’t seen this gleeful abandon for a little while. In a New York that many lament has become corporatized and sanitized, the behavior at this bar harkened back to an earlier, sleazier day. Although I didn’t participate in the debauchery, I felt completely in my element — or at least as I was in my twenties. The other good news is that no one smokes anymore, so at least that is one less vice that is being indulged in such a space, and my clothes don’t reek of tobacco as they did in my club-going past.

Pennsylvania Station, New York
Pennsylvania Station, New York

The unfortunate part of my staying out late was that I got to bed at approximately 6:30 am. Something I haven’t done forever. I slept in until 11:00 am and my phone log was full of calls from friends and family, concerned for my unusual lateness in responding. It’s nice to have been missed.

Sheridan Square Station, # 1 Train
Sheridan Square Station, # 1 Train

I didn’t do very much today towards anything, with the exception of doing some editing on one of my videos. I need to be sure to schedule the next filming session so that I can keep things at a good clip.

I was able to conduct a studio visit with a member of the faculty. She is very sweet and a thoughtful critic. She mentioned only one fact that upset me: I found out from her that Open Studios is only for Second year students. I was actually preparing to show during the open studios and have my video cycle complete. It is unfortunate, because I can be ready for that date. The faculty member noted that we are being “protected” from showing too early, but I’m not at all concerned with that, as I am very concerned with gaining a set of followers so that I can be prepared to have opportunities once I’m done with school. I think I’ll draft a letter and see whether we can have an opportunity or some way to participate in the open studios.

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