Late Summer

Today, it was nicer after a very humid weekend and I found myself strolling around the neighborhood very slowly in the late afternoon, enjoying the light and trying to notice things with the idea of putting them on my blog. It's amazing how hard it is to capture a whole mood with one photo. Although the wonders of digital editing do make it easier.

Yesterday we went to the Neue Galerie, finally, after years of planning to do so. It is lovely but strangely small, in a lavishly appointed town house on Fifth Avenue just up the street from the Metropolitan. We did not visit the renowned Viennese-style cafe attached, though I hope to do so one day. They rotate their collection, either because it is too small for the space or to keep you coming back. This time there was a lot of Schiele. His tormented-looking portraits seemed strangely out of place in these surroundings.