Showing posts with label alice austen house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alice austen house. Show all posts

Sunday, July 24, 2011

the high line and staten island

on our way to a cup of tea at la bergamot, janet and i walked along the high line and admired the rose of sharon.


i'm not sure what the shiny evergreen looking plant is, but the red flowers in the foreground are sundown coneflower, and in the background you can see black-eyed susan.

greg, morgana, chanda and i left the city at 1 pm to drive to staten island for the isadora duncan dance intensive performance at the alice austen house. thankfully, it was not as hot as the past few days, and there was a nice breeze off of the narrows. but it was a typical hazy summer day.

the dancers wore only their practice tunics today. morgana and chanda ironed theirs' on the last minute . . we hadn't realized that costumes were not being prepared.

we arrived early and greg and i had a chance to walk around before heading back to the city to see korrina's play.

once everyone began arriving we said good-bye. we left with a little rain beginning to come down. i wondered how the dancers would fare! we heard afterwards that the performance began at 4:30 pm, as scheduled. at 5 pm it began raining hard enough that they needed to take shelter under the trees and in the house. but it didn't pour, and soon cleared for them to finish the program with only two dances eliminated. overall, everyone was happy with the way the day turned out, and they had a wonderful time dancing outdoors.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

view from first house

when we arrived at the alice austen house today (for the isadora duncan dance company's annual workshop performance) and stepped out of the car, we were struck by the coolness of the breeze, and the wonderful open vista before us.

greg just laid on the blanket we had brought and rested his back and enjoyed the quiet of the neighborhood (his back has been having spasms from stretching to put the shelving up).

the dancing is always so inspiring for me. i'm always ready to audition, or to sign up for acting classes at HB, or to run the next day to a limon dance class and just dance or act or sing . . jump around in joyous ecstasy . . but then everything winds down again and i'm back to the normal chores and activities of my days . . like . .

right now i'm supposed to be writing an email to my nephew about what to expect at his arrival tomorrow (since i won't be here) . . but i will leave you with one last magnificent photo of the girls dancing with the verrazano in the distance, and the setting sun bathing all in a surreal glow . .

morning laundry

we have a busy day today. i'm trying to get the apartment to look decent for my nephew's visit with two friends from england, and also preparing for a performance on staten island today at the alice austen house. we're doing laundry, and making chili so we have some food to come home too, and making sandwiches to take along. i also ran to crate and barrel with chanda so we could get a rug to cover the oh so lovely watermelon stain in front of the frig.