More Brooklyn, More Art
With the rotation of eye catching and intriguing exhibits at Brooklyn Museum, there is always a reason to go back, and often. This time Gylan and I were on the hunt for black lights and sneakers and was pleasantly surprised at what followed.
We started the day with brunch at Soco in Brooklyn. I thought it was finally time to introduce Gylan to the sensation of their Red Velvet Waffle accompanied by three glorious pieces of fried chicken. Throw in some mac and cheese for a appetizer, but subtract the mimosa special only available on Saturdays. Our after dining agenda was clear and after I avoided an anxiety attack because Gylan was refusing to pay the donation (I hate the negotiation and paying under the suggested entrance fee), we headed straight to the fifth floor of the Brooklyn Museum.
Faile: Savage/Sacred Young Minds was a phenomenal exhibit which “blurred the boundaries between fine art, street art and popular culture.” There was a variety of visual and interactive experiences with arcade games, black light effects and inspirations of everything from New York City to childhood fairy tales. The movement and sounds of the installation reminded me of Times Square and how amongst the chaos, you can see a image of every emotion a person can experience, including women in thongs and body paint, whom you can take a picture with, for a nominal fee.
Just feet away we stepped into Sneaker Culture, a look into the history of sneakers and how they have come to stand for an aspect of elitism.
Gylan is the sneaker expert of the family, so I mostly snap chatted for an envious effect and listened as he explained how to tell one Jordan from another. It ends up they were actually just stacked in order.
Due to weather distractions, Gylan and I never noticed the gem just yards away next door. Surrounded by busy Brooklyn streets sat the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. We walked off every last bite of brunch and used the acres of gardens to have a moment of peace before the week started.
Brooklyn, you are always so kind with your modern charm, hidden gems and perfect scenery for Instagram posing and this more than makes up for the A train ruining the weekends of August due to repairs.
Art, rose gardens and Lily pads are a nice recipe for tranquility. I didn’t stare out the window watching the rain with Alanis Moristette playing in the background after, but I did get a chance to decompress before it was time to face NYC for another week. I am now fully prepared to face conference calls, Van Wyck traffic and train humidity. Until next time.