On the way to Asya's I had to get a photo of Susan and Rick in front of the emergency knocking down of these 5 story buildings at 14th and 7th Aves. The middle retaining wall between the two building began to buckle out towards the street just days before. There is a man up in the yellow/orange box knocking off 50 to 200 1b chunks of brick and concrete.
I don't know who scribbled this all over Asya's mirror but it was unnerving for me. I think it was high art and isn't that what great art does, take us out of our comfort zones? I liked Norman Mailer's take on Picasso's blue period. Even though the pictures are sad and filled with despair they command the highest prices. Mailer believed that for those who could afford them, having a blind beggar on their walls gave them balance, grounded them in an earthly existence; it showed them a part of life they would never experience.
The night was very very animated. Finally we get to the party and the visuals and overall experience were mind altering.
