Here are a few pieces from museums that extol spooky and bizarre, just the right portion of hair-raising on such an eerie night. Have a frightfully bone-chilling evening!!!
“My desire was to predict and measure the infinity of the unbounded universe, from my own position in it, with dots.” — “Capturing Infinity” by Yayoi Kusama
The colorful October sky at Heath; the face of Medusa at The Met and a tour through the Yayoi Kusama mirror room installation at the Hirshhorn, ‘All the Love I Have for the Pumpkins”, 2016.
When you have 36 hours to spend in a city, you become extremely attuned to each sight, sound and the smell of fabulously prepped food. There was nothing like spending last weekend cultivating tunes to create my “West Coast” playlist with music pilfered from Uber drivers and shopkeepers alike. I learned of a new station to play on “Tunein Radio”, and haven’t stopped playing KJAZZ 88.1since returning from our trip, and it’s the only station I want to hear after a long, hard day at work.
The giant guitar outside the Andaz Hotel on Sunset Blvd was a beautiful sight upon returning each evening. This spot attracted legendary rockers in the mid-60s, but now serves as a gateway for the eclectic.
On Friday afternoon we kept it real and headed to the Pink Taco for lunch. They have an innovative approach to creating farm fresh food. The service was phenomenal; our waitress was adorable and most knowledgeable about the menu not to mention the sites around West Hollywood. We started with frozen margarita’s that were aptly named “Cadillac”, because it was absolutely delicious and smooth. It had a cognac based Grand Mariner, fresh squeezed lime-juice and the best tequila you can find.
Then it was the guacamole made with avocados, onion, tomato, jalapeno, lime and cilantro. Next, the taqueria’s of fried lobster served with chipotle mayo, mango habanero salsa, sliced avocado, cabbage slaw on flour tortillas. I had the Baja, which was marinated shrimp on cabbage slaw, chipotle mayo, and avocado with a very Mexican pico.
The varieties of plants used in landscaping at the Getty Villa are akin to visiting the Mediterranean; the smell of lemons, sage and lavender while walking in the warm sun made strolling the gardens enjoyable.
I was in the outer peristyle garden that had we been in ancient Rome would have been a place to converse with guest or for solo contemplation. The refreshing reflecting pool, sculptures, wall paintings and plants made the afternoon most enjoyable.