An eventful 7 days transpires in New Haven; old relationships begin anew, rivalries spill over throughout the city, and Korean food threatens to (deliciously) overwhelm a trip to New York. All on this week's episode of
American Dream, Chinese Hero.
After kicking it with Christian YV for a long minute, I ran into Living
Water, preparing for the Harvard-Yale jam with Harvard's Under
Lookin, soundin like a million bucks.
After a 2 hour flight delay, Janice touched down into
New Haven safe & sound; To celebrate, we headed to
our old favorite spot for a familiar round of dishes.
The morning of The Game dawned cool, bright, and
inspirational. Headed to the Living Water alumni
breakfast, I ran into a familiar and sorely-missed
face around campus.
The #1 JOSH I SKY!!!
What a great triad of alums.
Mel dropped by New Haven. Instead of going to The
Game (good call there...), she and I hung lazily around
my apartment, catching up on life the way we used
to during undergrad days.
Mel has been down with Bustout for a minute now.
After catching up, I walked her over to the Omni, one of New Haven's
hotels. Note that even the telephones are bougie.
After dinner, a group of the alums, led by my roommate,
congregated in our apartment to nurse full stomachs and, perhaps,
the traces of wounded pride (Harvard: 14; Yale: 10).
Karin, Yang, Wendo.
Amy, Ben, Victor, Josh.
Jwong and Ray!
Nancy Liang came through to reminisce with me and
give me the lowdown on her career moves... killing
em in the investment game.
On my way to work out in the Pierson-Davenport
gym, I passed a picture of the PC class of 2008,
including this dashing young fellow. Obviously
headed somewhere smart with his life.
That night, a small group of us congregated at
Enping's house for dinner + a movie.
Andrew and James, the very portrait of mutual
厨师 Ah Joo... gourmet dumplings.
On a sharp Tuesday morning, D.Chen and I headed into
the City to kick it with assorted NJ/NYC friends.
Hitting the city shortly before noon, we hopped on the
uptown 6 and met up with sgkim at the Met, where
we Saw Culture.
The expansive Egypt room. I was so impressed by the clear, crisp design cues,
which stood in bold contrast to the self-conscious and cluttered layout of the rest
of the museum.
What's that, Stephen?
White = sitting on camel = Wise Man
Black = leading camel = Servant
Not cool, Culture. Mad ignorant.
Artist painting art of art!
Finnish, born 1965
TILA (Passage I), 2006
One of the leading artists of the Helsinki school, a loosely
connected group of photographers associated with Finland's
Academy of Fine Arts, Kakarainen uses the camera to foreground
the process of perception itself. the photographs in his TILA series
are images of architectural spaces-rooms, staircases, doorways,
windows-to which he has added various optical occlusions: extra
shadows, floating spots of color, and larger veils or scrims that
sometimes nearly obscure the original image. These interruptions
in the visual field complicate the act of seeing and encourage a
heightened awareness of the tension between the flatness of the
photograph and the illusion of spatial depth. The Finnish word tila
means many things, from "space" or "place" to "circumstance"
or "state of mind." Kekarainen's gorgeously complex images
convincingly show that the photographic representation of space
is completed in the eye and mind of the viewer."
Detail of above.
Exiting the Met, we motivated our way crosstown via Central Park.
Satchel, corduroy blazer, knit wool tie - vintage
Cashmere scarf - Club Room
Glasses - Bust Out
Shirt - Uniqlo
Midtown Manhattan skyline over Central Park.
Revisiting old haunts.
Hitting 86th and Broadway, we jumped on the 1,
bound for Columbia, where Lucas was lecturing at
Clearly labeled. I appreciate that in a campus.
Waiting around, eating roasted nuts [||] before lecture.
Stephen departed to spend time with an old friend,
David and I sat in on Lucas' lecture, Yoonjoo arrived at
Columbia, and we all linked up for dinner in Ktown at
SO EXCITED TO FOOD
Yo it is real hard to get D.chen to sit still for a photo.
Dookbaeki bulgolgi, the first time I've had it since the summer in Ilsan.
Redmango post-dinner. By this point, my stomach was real insistent.
After we walked Yoonjoo & David to the 34th st 1 train
stop, and made an emergency detour to a certain store,
we saw a large crowd gathering in front of Macy's,
where a large section of the street was cordoned off and,
as we discovered, the site of Thanksgiving Day parade
Eunju, overcome by excitement and curiosity, hopped on
the barricade to peer inquisitively at the young performers.
After saying goodbye to Eunju & sgkim, I kicked it in
Ktown with Karmen for a little longer, then motivated
my way uptown to Columbia, again, where I hung with
my man Andrew and saw Ji Eun for the first time in 4
years, since we all finished studying in 北京 together.
Sleeping in, I woke up in time for lunch with
Andrew & Ji Eun at the only Korean place local to
I wasn't hungry, having eaten about 3 meals' worth
of bulgolgi and rice the night before, but Ji Eun and
Andrew were having none of it... so they loaded me
down with Bibimbap and a couple pieces of kimbap
from Ji Eun's friend Fei Fei. Thanks guys.
After lunch, I linked up with Lucas again to talk some words for a
brief minute, then we kicked it around campus at Columbia.
Hopping on the downtown 1 around 2:30, I hit Grand Central with
2 minutes to spare for the 2:57 to New Haven.
God's timing truly >>> my own.