In the fall I suggested to a date that we visit the Museum of Arts and Design on a Thursday evening, the weekly time that it is suggested contribution (I got all those free museum days down). I was interested in the exhibit on fashion designer Anna Sui’s work. I didn’t know much about her but had an inkling that the exhibit would be enjoyable based on my past visits to MAD and a few images of her creations. The World of Anna Sui was indeed a colorful walk through her different styles.
My date was drawn to her grunge looks because they reminded him of his high school days, whereas I unsurprisingly loved the room with feminine and whimsical pieces.
And how about this horse?
There was a wall of color themed inspiration boards that I took a photo of for possible inspiration in my own work.
We hopped to another floor for the exhibit Vera Paints a Scarf, which as you may have guessed, displayed… scarves. By Vera Neumann, to be precise. It was surprisingly entertaining to look at and comment on the displays, which in addition to scarves included her illustrations of patterns that gave insight into her design process; newspaper advertisements from the mid to late twentieth century for the scarves; and a video of a woman semi-seductively standing on a staircase demonstrating different ways to tie a scarf. We also spent an inordinate amount of time standing in front of a crossword puzzle silk handkerchief in a glass case to mentally do a few clues.
After, we had a bite from one of the dumpling counter underground in the subway station nearby. It’s nicer than it sounds, I swear. That hallway of eateries is pretty new, well-lit, and clean, and I had walked through it before but never sat at one of the public tables lining the center of the tunnel. And it’s, well, convenient, since it’s literally a few steps away from the turnstiles to enter the subway. Too bad I then put us on a slightly incorrect train, one that got us fairly close to our respective stations but was not the most direct route. But as I remind myself sometimes, though it is difficult to remember in New York City, life is not always about efficiency.