Ok, it’s really not that hard to grok.

as much as i love going away, i really love coming home. on a nice day if you fly into san francisco, you get views of salt flats, something that warmed my heart and made me feel excited every single time i saw it. there’s not much that really stands out when flying into bangkok’s new airport, but i still get that warm, exciting feeling when coming home.

before coming back, i spent three days in new york city, staying with george and tina and also got to see tons of friends whom i hadn’t seen in years … some i hadn’t seen in at least seven or eight years. i was really surprised how much fun i had in nyc, the last few times i was there i felt like it was just too much to deal with but this time i had a blast. part of the time i felt like i was in a totally different country, new york has it’s own customs and culture and i felt like this total outsider looking at it. saturday george, my brother and his friend and i spend most of the day going to museums and art galleries. i guess i had always known that new york has this amazing arts scene, but what impressed me even more was the number of people that seemed to be taking advantage of it. when i go to galleries in bangkok, i am often the only person there but in nyc they were packed with people of all ages and social levels.

in case anyone is interested in details, we started at the new museum and saw some far out conceptual art (some of which made sense to me); then saw an exhibit called four friends: basquiat, harin, baechler, scharf at tony shafrazi gallery; then went to chein and reed gallery; then to the kara walker exhibit at the whitney and finally to pop! international over in soho.