museums.

I feel like the flu-like bug that’s making its rounds may be upon me. But if it isn’t, I’d love to make a trip to The Frye this weekend. It’s my favorite museum in Seattle, and I haven’t been since the fall.

They’re featuring work by Ming Wong, a Singaporean painter whose current exhibition features video installations and bill boards.

What are you up to this weekend? If you’re in a snowy city, it might be nice to spend an afternoon in a warm museum.

When I lived in New York, I loved going to The Whitney, The Museum of Natural History, The Frick Collection, and The Cooper-Hewitt Museum. lv, molly

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happy weekend!

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A few things that have made me smile recently. Enjoy your weekend! lv, molly

This impression of R. Kelly. Amazing.

This song by Foster The People. I heard it on KEXP when I was driving to school at 6:30 a.m., and I couldn’t stop dancing in place; I LOVE catchy songs with whistling.

Totally adorable father and daughter singing “Home.”

This TED talk about passion.

Black Bean + Sweet Potato Chili.

This book. Maybe I was too snotty before because there’s some serious entertainment to be found in trashy books.

Giant Flowers in Manhattan.

beauty.

I’m feeling completely overwhelmed by the amount of stuff on my plate that I could probably cry over another trailer featuring Zac Efron.

Instead, I choose something respectable. Like looking at pretty paintings.

I stumbled upon these paintings of minerals by Carly Waito and was struck by how realistic and beautiful they are. I hope you are too. lv, molly


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Unruly Things.

yasmina reza.

yasminarezaYasmina Reza, the famed French playwright behind Art and Conversations After a Funeral (for which she won the Molière Award), travelled with French President Sarkozy as he campaigned for the presidency in 2006. Her recollection of a conversation between them appeared in the March issue of The New Yorker, and I love this passage.

Flying to Toulouse.
I say I still love the men I have loved.
He shrugs as if I’ve uttered something incredibly stupid.
-Yes, I assure you. I have never stopped loving the men I’ve loved.
-Oh, please!
-I still love them, but differently.
-It’s all about the ‘differently,’ my pretty one. Don’t take me for a moron. Once you qualify love, it ceases to exist.

yasminaReza documents conversations as only a dramatist could. And Sarkozy speaks as only a Frenchman could. (I suspect that the translation of ‘my pretty one’ isn’t particularly accurate, but I love it anyway.) I’m looking forward to reading her book Adam Haberberg, which I’m picking up tomorrow. I’ll let you know if it’s as delightful and depressing as I expect it to be. xo-m