Day two began again at SU (side note: I called it SU all
day instead of Syracuse University just to show how integrated I can be; by the
end of the day, it was ‘campus’).
Sat for a while having my morning tea – I splurged and bought the 75
cent cup, thinking I will save my tea bags for NYC when cups of tea are
proportionally more expensive – and mapped out my daily happenings although
they did not quite play the way I mapped out, with no complaint from me. Props to Marta for previously stating
that things never go as planned.
Mom, this one is for you.
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Went to the SU Art Galleries. The featured exhibition was interesting, but I was most
intrigued by the storage of their permanent collection. It was neat and organized and
completely visible (at least their three-dimensional works; the two-dimensional
works –photographs and prints – were accessible in flat files but needed
supervision for viewing).
Fascinating! Had a short
but good discussion with one of the employees about searchable online
databases.
Walked to Everson Museum of Art, which I found last night
in a Google search; a lucky find because Alec Soth’s From Here To There is
currently on view in the upper galleries.
I was jazzed; I must tell Tara.
Completely different experience viewing larger prints, though likely my
favored experience was hearing T.S. Eliot read The Love Song of J. Alfred
Prufrock; I tuned out the other guy.
I was happily amused.
Reciprocal admission did not score any points for me today,
but it was worth the ten dollars and the admissions desk clerk was more than agreeable
and pointed me to a fantastic vegan eatery. Ate a cup of minestrone soup and amazing Tofu-Lettuce-Tomato
sandwich at Strong Hearts Café. If I lived here, I’d go here.
Even grabbed a couple Alternative Baking Company cookies for the train
ride to NYC tomorrow morning (Duration 5hrs, 40mins).
Onward to The Warehouse Gallery in Armory Square, showing
work from three California-based street artists. I liked one.
Small gallery. Cute area. No photography allowed.
Free bus ride back to main campus, desperate for a cup of
tea, or a nap. Met up briefly with
Stacy before heading to an LGBT event of people telling their Coming Out
Stories. An amazingly heartwarming
and human evening. I think a lot
of people only came for the free pizza.
Immediate list of things to do: Eat, Bathe, and Rearrange
my packed items. Zipper broke on
my backpack, not unlikely from stuffing in my running shoes. Questioning a) whether it needs to be
replaced before the end of the trip, and b) whether it needs to be replaced at
all. Not staying zipped currently
is not an option.