There is something ineffably comforting about To Be a Lady, the exhibition curated by Jason Andrew and subtitled Forty-Five Women in the Arts. The second time I visited the show, on a misty, autumnal afternoon, the light-filled bays at 1285 Avenue of the Americas seemed to lead back to a once intimate, now forgotten place.
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I admit it, sometimes I’m slow to post something. Case in point, my article on the 2011 Bushwick Open Studios was published in the summer edition of the Brooklyn Rail but I never got around the publishing in here. So, here I go. Posting this piece I wrote before summer started right before the season ends. I’ve also uploaded a whole bunch of photos from my tour of the neighborhood.
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