And this was our Saturday:
Another perfect 82 degree, low humidity day (seriously, did Bill Clinton negotiate with the weather gods to have this perfect day for Chelsea’s wedding? I don’t know. He was able to bring those 2 women back from North Korea, so…)
A drive to Dia in Beacon. The first time I went to Dia was when they first opened their doors 7 years ago. We were visiting a client who had just moved there, to learn more about this Smithsonian Photography project which we would later design and we got a tour of the town and a visit to some of the art studios that were being renovated. Beacon was supposed to be the next big thing. I’m not sure it really quite got there.
The 2nd and last time I went to Dia was when I was 37 weeks pregnant with Mia. I was huge and uncomfortable and we met my friends from Amsterdam who were visiting family nearby. It was dead of winter and cold and I remember being at that final stage of pregnancy where you don’t really give a shit about what you look like, you just want that baby out of you. My friends had a toddler at that time and I remember being stressed during our visit to the museum because he was the only kid there and unlike the city museums, Dia is usually very empty so the guards have nothing to do but to watch a running toddler in the gallery spaces like a hawk. I think he may have even touched a painting. I’m telling you, it was stressful. Well you know what? Saturday’s visit with the girls was just about the same. It was hard to contain them from running around the minimalist, huge spaces (no photos allowed at Dia, btw).
The girls were more interested in finding every plush gray couch scattered all over the galleries than Sol LeWitt’s Drawing Series (ok, the couches *were* ridiculously comfy), but they did totally dig walking inside Richard Serra’s massive steel torque sculptures as I thought they would. That alone made the trip worth it.
And you know what else was worth the drive? Discovering Zora Dora’s popsicles after it was recommended by a few people on twitter. I had the Honey Lavender Bee Pollen and Mark had the Banana Curry Peanut Coconut. There were about 25 different flavors. Yeah, this was our kind of place and got us thinking about popsicles. Mark makes them for the girls, but holy crap! Maybe we should have a few flavors each week for the store!
We drove back to Brooklyn with the windows down. Another splendid night watching the sunset from the car. I can’t remember the last time we had a summer with so many days “off”. When we work, we work gangbusters hard and it’s rare that we both get 2 back to back days off on the same days, but this is the summer of doing things.
Sometimes, I can’t believe this is my life.