12 frogs

My plan for tomorrow is to wake up very early, catch a bus, sleep a little more, then wake up in NYC for lunch. Woo hoo! for taking a day off and getting out of town.

The impetus for this trip is the Tigers of Wrath: Watercolors of Walton Ford exhibition at the Brooklyn Museum. I picked up what must have been an exhibition catalog for an exhibit much like this one a couple of years ago, and was just fascinated by it. I ended my review of the book by saying I hope I will have the opportunity to stand in front of his paintings and be in awe in person.

There is much else to see at the Brooklyn Museum now, and I’ll check out the Annie Leibovitz exhibition and the freaky Ron Mueck sculptures. I’m not sure if there is access to the visible storage on the weekends, but I hope so. Ectopia at the International Center of Photography museum closes after this weekend, so we’ll probably get over there, too.

In between all the art, we will probably go cupcake hunting. I don’t think I can pass up the chance to see these little monsters — unless it is to try out Burgers & Cupcakes in Chelsea, in the same spot where Krispy Kreme first came to town. If all goes well, there will be digital and possibly polaroid evidence of my travels, but no leftovers.