|Outside The Morgan Library & Museum.|
Still, how ever tired, swamped, or under-the-weather one may feel, New York is the kind of place that provides a dose of inspiration right around the corner. Many times, you can't escape it, despite fatigue or, in my case, extended jetlag.
Today, I had brunch for the first time at the Scandinavia House's restaurant called Smorgas Chef on Park Avenue, through the invitation of a nice lady I'd befriended a few months ago while in line at the post office. (That story alone merits a future blog post.) Browsing the shops at the lobby, right next to the resto that served an appealing brunch menu, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I really must have been European in a past life. I always say British, but I could have very well also been Danish or Swedish. That, or the affinity and familiarity stems from growing up in an Ikea-themed home in the 80s up to the early 90s.
Next to the Scandinavian club is the Kitano Hotel, where, as it turns out, there's a doggie version of the robust/rotund popular male and female bronze statues at the Time Warner, by the artist, Fernando Botero.
And, speaking of art, I found myself—also for the first time—at The Morgan Library & Museum on 36th St. and Madison Avenue, where the "Charles Dickens at 200" exhibit is running until February 2012. Now, I never understood "Dickensian" literary references, but the following words inscribed on the wall called out to me:
"Dickens was a careful, methodical, and painstaking author. Using a goose quill pen, he generally wrote from nine o'clock each morning until two in the afternoon. In his early career, he would complete at least six to twelve pages—or "slips," as he called them—each day."
|A print I'd like to buy if available. Adolf Konrad's illustrated packing list.|
(Image courtesy of The Morgan Library & Museum website.)