Another reason to visit Governor’s Island this season is this sculpture called Head in the Clouds, constructed by Studio Klimoski Chang Architects and brought to you by Figment NYC. We actually saw a bit of the construction of this sculpture the first weekend we were at Governor’s Island and were debating what it was going to be. The outside structure, built entirely of white milk jugs, is impressive in its size and ambition itself, but having known nothing about the interior of the piece, we were blown away at what we saw when we entered. I love things that are unexpected upon closer inspection. Clear plastic water bottles filled with varying shades and amounts of blue water create this wonderfully textured topographic landscape that shifts with the filtered light above you. The piece is made up of over 53,000 plastic bottles – the amount of bottles, supposedly, that New Yorkers throw away in an hour. Whoa.
The heat finally broke last weekend and temperatures are back to normal, more humane levels. It was even downright brisk yesterday and we pulled out sweaters and wore jeans for the first time in over a month. It felt weird…like the first day you walk out of the house without a jacket.
During the heatwave, I became that person you see carrying an open umbrella around them for shade. I didn’t do it intentionally at first. We’ve been getting a bunch of days where it will rain totally out of the blue, even getting some sunshowers, so there were days when I had an umbrella with me just in case. It didn’t occur to me to use it for shade though until one day when I couldn’t take the sun anymore. I looked in my bag for something and there it was, the umbrella. Sure, it felt a little silly at first because the only people you really see carrying around an umbrella for shade are old people and Asian ladies, but uh, seeing as I am both, I totally embraced it once I realized how awesome it is to walk under a constant shade source wherever you go. Can’t argue with that, can you?
Sometimes I feel like I’m raising little old ladies. They told me to turn down the music the other day and Mia said that she didn’t like going to concerts because the music was too loud. I was thinking about how I might have to chaperone them to concerts one of these days, but maybe that won’t be happening anytime soon. Maybe I’ve been watching too many Youtube videos of Coachella and Glastonbury performances sorta kinda wishing I could be there. Or maybe not. I don’t know…that ship has probably long sailed, the one where I camp out at music festivals with thousands of other people like I did 24 years ago (ok, now that I type that out it sounds really unappealing), but could you imagine going with your kids? All sorts of potential embarrassment fodder right there. I guess I’m waiting for the day the girls will want to replace their posters of peregrine falcons (no joke, I told you they were bird nerds) with band posters and start fawning over musicians. You know, like we did with Duran Duran when we were 10.
Speaking of music, I’ve been listening to these 2 Australian bands a lot lately, Tame Impala and Pond who both share band members who play multiple instruments and are like 25 years old. I can’t remember the last time I got this obsessively into a new band, maybe since the 90s???