Last Weekend for July 20-22: Infinity Mirrors
This was actually a rather unbooked weekend, and I have no complaints about that. M was out of town for family stuff and I was home with both dogs and minimal schedules. Of course, that changed.
M and I have tickets to see the Yayoi Kusama exhibit at the art museum in August. M even saw the documentary at the Cleveland International Film Festival. As it happens, gieves had an extra ticket for Friday. Did I want to go with her and her mother? Yes, yes I did.
Infinity Mirrors features a number of paintings, some sculptures and the titular mirrors, which are small rooms whose interiors are lined with mirrors and then decorated with an assortment of lights and sculptures. In singletons and pairs the attendants close you into the room for 20 or 30 seconds, and as you look around everything is reflected off into the distance. Some of the rooms were more to my taste than others, but the best of them were breathtakingly beautiful. To exhibit concludes with a room decorated like a standard home but painted bright white. Every visitor is given a small sheet of colored stickers that they can place anywhere they like in the room. This is super neat and fun, although not as cool as the infinity rooms. Overall, I cannot recommend this exhibit highly enough, and I'm very excited that I get to go again.
Afterwards the three of us went to L'Albatross for dinner. I had never been in this building despite walking past it almost daily in college when it was first "That Place on Bellflower" and then "Flower". I'd heard that L'Albatross's French cuisine was excellent, but I assumed it was very expensive and/or required dressing up. As it turns out, casual attire is fine, and the prices are only slightly more expensive than Deagan's. I had a bowl of excellent French Onion soup to start and followed it with a platter of three different sausages. We split two excellent desserts. It was a pleasant evening all around.
Saturday I had the usual errands, then I took my aunt out for lunch. She picked a place in a new "Crocker Park" style development on the east side called Firebirds. We each had an elaborate salad, hers with shrimp, mine with salmon. We split a piece of key lime pie. All of the food was fine and the service was good, but it wasn't good enough for me to rush back.
Sunday morning I tried and failed to donate platelets, as my iron levels just missed the required amount. That's the second straight time that's happened, the last being in late June. I'll try again in a few weeks.
My radio show featured a lot of Morris Day & the Time and the Ohio Players as I did a ticket giveaway for the upcoming gig. Then I went home and finished reading I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, which enjoyed.
M and I have tickets to see the Yayoi Kusama exhibit at the art museum in August. M even saw the documentary at the Cleveland International Film Festival. As it happens, gieves had an extra ticket for Friday. Did I want to go with her and her mother? Yes, yes I did.
Infinity Mirrors features a number of paintings, some sculptures and the titular mirrors, which are small rooms whose interiors are lined with mirrors and then decorated with an assortment of lights and sculptures. In singletons and pairs the attendants close you into the room for 20 or 30 seconds, and as you look around everything is reflected off into the distance. Some of the rooms were more to my taste than others, but the best of them were breathtakingly beautiful. To exhibit concludes with a room decorated like a standard home but painted bright white. Every visitor is given a small sheet of colored stickers that they can place anywhere they like in the room. This is super neat and fun, although not as cool as the infinity rooms. Overall, I cannot recommend this exhibit highly enough, and I'm very excited that I get to go again.
Afterwards the three of us went to L'Albatross for dinner. I had never been in this building despite walking past it almost daily in college when it was first "That Place on Bellflower" and then "Flower". I'd heard that L'Albatross's French cuisine was excellent, but I assumed it was very expensive and/or required dressing up. As it turns out, casual attire is fine, and the prices are only slightly more expensive than Deagan's. I had a bowl of excellent French Onion soup to start and followed it with a platter of three different sausages. We split two excellent desserts. It was a pleasant evening all around.
Saturday I had the usual errands, then I took my aunt out for lunch. She picked a place in a new "Crocker Park" style development on the east side called Firebirds. We each had an elaborate salad, hers with shrimp, mine with salmon. We split a piece of key lime pie. All of the food was fine and the service was good, but it wasn't good enough for me to rush back.
Sunday morning I tried and failed to donate platelets, as my iron levels just missed the required amount. That's the second straight time that's happened, the last being in late June. I'll try again in a few weeks.
My radio show featured a lot of Morris Day & the Time and the Ohio Players as I did a ticket giveaway for the upcoming gig. Then I went home and finished reading I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, which enjoyed.