Monday, 10 June 2013

NYC #8

Another work-day Monday, another uplifting surprise on the doormat...



I left this one, on the recommendation of my partner-in-travel, tucked inside a 'Postsecret' book in a Brooklyn bookshop.  (If you don't know about Postsecret, have a look here: www.postsecret.com.)

Oh anonymous of Brooklyn, I'm so glad I made your day, and I don't think your secret-hunting is at all lame.  In fact, I was banking on someone like you coming along!  So, thank you.

In honour of this card, I challenge anyone reading this to leave a secret of their own inside a Postsecret book - and you can make someone's day too.




Thursday, 6 June 2013

NYC #1

The 3rd Postcard back from New York is the first one that I left - on the observation deck of the Rockefeller Centre, on a gloriously sunshiney morning.

It's an extra-international one, as it's been returned by a little girl from France!



It struck me that, if I was ten years old, and I'd gone to all the trouble of posting back a message in a foreign language, including my address, then I might be a bit disappointed not to receive a reply.  

So, in the full spirit of the project, I have attempted to find a potential young pen-pal to write back to Eva!  Who knows what internationally collaborative creative endeavours this will foster?

Monday, 27 May 2013

Serendipitous Jazz



So there we were on our last night in NYC, relaxing with a margarita in a street-side Village restaurant, when my partner-in-travel receives an unexpected message from the UK recommending a jazz band playing in the city that night.

Upon further investigation we realised that we were sitting, quite by chance, in the next street to the gig, and had received the message just in time to wander round and secure ourselves the last couple of tickets.

It was a great night, and a win for spontaneity.




Monday, 20 May 2013

NYC #3 and #9

Just when I started to worry that the only mail I'd get would be from the NYPD for my multiple littering offences...

...I arrive home to find, not one, but two NYC postcards on the doormat!

#3 was returned by activist and singer Danielle:



#9 was returned by Clementine, with a simple but heart-warming message and sketch:


In this project, one of my aims was to try to replicate (and so make sense of) that very specific feeling of waiting for someone to reach out to you - the lows of perceived rejection by the unknown, and the highs of unpredictable positive communication.

Today I feel I touched on the highs.  I trudged work-weary to my front door and was completely re-invigorated by my unexpected (and very lovely) messages.  Thank you so much Danielle and Clementine - you seem like my kind of people.

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Why Don't You Write Me New York City?

I just left 10 postcards in New York!
Will anyone post them back to me?
Watch this space!

1) Top of the Rock


2) New York Public Library


3) East Village Cafe (The Bean)


4) American Museum of Natural History (Grizzly Bears)

5) The High Line in Chelsea


6) The Staten Island Ferry


7) The Financial District


8) Hidden in a Brooklyn Bookshop


9) Hidden in a Soho Bookshop


10) La Guardia Airport Bus Stop


Sunday, 28 April 2013

Do one thing every day that scares you

Today I took part in my first ever contemporary dance workshop.  I signed up knowing only, worryingly, that I would require knee pads.  

Despite (or due to?) being so generally out of my depth in every way, I had an exhilaratingly positive experience that I will remember for some time.  Especially tomorrow morning, when my muscles inevitably seize up in protest at what I made them do today.  


Coin Flippin' Road Trippin' (aka 'Blame Canada')

So I found a Canadian cent (despite never having been anywhere near Canada), and considered it a wonderful opportunity to have an experimental adventure with this well-travelled little coin.

This is a game for 2 people.  (Coins are best suited to binary choices.)

The coin first decides who will drive.  For safety purposes, the coin flipping from then on must be done by the other person.  (If they don't have excellent hand-eye coordination, you might want to use a slightly less fiddly little coin than a Canadian cent.)

From the moment you hit the main road out of town, the coin decides your every move.  Flip it before every junction (familiarity with the roads helps here).  Tails tells you to tail-off at the junction, or else you continue straight a-head.  Use your discretion at a cross-road to reduce the chance of ending up back at home / somewhere where food might be scarce.

When you think you've gone far enough, or you're starting to genuinely panic about where your next meal might come from*, limit yourself to 3 more flips.  (If you'd thought ahead you might have already decided on a flip limit from the outset.  Smartarse.)  After the final flip, stop at the first town / village / industrial park you come to and reward yourself with a spot of lunch, whilst reflecting on all the fun / mild peril you've had on your adventure.

Conclusion:  this is a highly enjoyable way to explore strange and hazardous roads you would never have deliberately chosen to drive down, and travel many circuitous miles to potentially end up somewhere quite close to home.



*Or is it just me that does this?  I think I might be trying to channel my inner hunter-gatherer by deliberately adding an element of uncertainty to the process of finding lunch.  I definitely appreciated my chicken and chutney wrap a lot more for it.