I was so excited when my architect decided to take a trip to New York to see the Le Corbuiser exhibit at MOMA ( Museum of Modern Art) before it closed this week. And I was invited to go along. Never mind the architecture, I will get to walk and experience the crowds, energy, tall buildings and just breathe in the essence of the city. And there is always an delicious,unusual meal included. Join me for a lovely day. . . . .
We drove to Poukeepsie to catch the Metro North train. This was a drive – train combination trip as David wanted to drive his new car but not into the city. Poukeepsie is a Native American word if you are wondering. It is pronounced (Pu-kip-see). I remember my mother seeing names on signs here and asking, what language is that? There are lots of Dutch and Native American words incorporated in our language from long ago. The train tracks are along the Hudson River and it is one of the most beautiful train trips I have been on anywhere.
The river is wide and deep which allowed Henry Hudson to sail the Half Moon 150 miles up the river to what is the modern day capital of New York at Albany.
The Hudson is very clean and pure now after General Electric was ordered to clean it up after years of pollution.
When my children were young, we would make-up stories about the island with the ruins of a castle on it in the middle of the river.
The dramatic Palisade cliffs along the New Jersey side of the river signal you are near the city.
Finally, we arrive at our destination of Grand Central Station. In my opinion one of the great stations that I have seen anywhere, and to think it was almost torn down for “progress”. Jackie Kennedy, wife of President John Kennedy, lead a protest and held fund raisers to preserve this historical building.
The high, high ceiling is covered with the constellations of the night sky. Now out into the streets!
I remember when the streets seemed crowed in New York, but that was before navigating Indian streets and sidewalks!
Off subject for sure, but I want to introduce my Indian friends to the American squirrel. Some of you will remember a post I wrote in Agra about the squirrel that was hurt and stopped traffic. The Indian squirrels are smaller, have less fur and, have three stripes on their backs! I guess they need way less fur in the desert!
Here we are at MOMA and there is a line to enter. The architect doesn’t do lines….then a limo pulled up and we noticed huge film cameras. A lovely unknown,smiling woman exited as the cameras rolled. She didn’t have to stand in line and the museum workers were shaking her hand in welcome!
Up to the sixth floor for the special exhibit. Well, I can tell you it was very inclusive and darn, there were no padded benches. I find that is a very comfortable position in which to view architecture! There were many of Le Corbusier’s sketches, paintings, models,and even videos as you wonder through the many rooms. He is part of the “Founding Fathers” of modern architecture. Here is a taste of his work. . . .
A photograph of the Villa Savoye in France. . . .
The Mill Owners’ Building in Ahmedabad where we spent lots of time with the students. They even has their final pin-up there with Mr. Doshsi as a critic. He is the “Indian Father of Architecture” or Frank Lloyd Wright of India. He was a charming, gentle, unassuming man who made us all feel welcome! He is in his eighty’s now, and still going strong.
Le Corbusier and Einstein. . . . .
After several hours, we had worked up an appetite. Oh where to go in this city of restaurants from all over the world. We decided on a French Bistro where there are 160 types of cheese on the menu! No kidding! We had a glass of wine( after all we weren’t driving) and a cheese platter! It was heavenly. . . . .
Write down the name for future reference. . . . . .
Namaste. . . . . .This Is New York City !