Gravitating towards - ever - the merch table at the Whitney, post-biennial, snatched up (and paid for) a copy of the new Bjork/Barney cd, soundtrack for Drawing Restraint 9.
Let Yours Truly just say that yesterday was a fulfilling day, running and rushing the gamut from puppets to pasties.
Had a dinner most perfect at some Lower East Side hotspot, the little Italian chef looking up periodically wild-eyed. I liked his combos. I did not (and Dorota and Jason would concur) dig his chair selections, they cheapened up the joint.
Time to rush.
For that is my nature.

Natural Love, running the gamut.