You are a bear lost in a forest, and there is an old woman with long gray braids baking pies for you, and your job is to keep following the smell of pie. That’s your job—learning how to keep turning toward what is most delicious to you. — Sydney Cohen’s advice to art students. Read more → (via sfmoma)
Beginning mood board for Peachtree City July 4 Golfcart Parade here.
How I intend to end this week.
(Source: sandundsiebdas, via ffactory)
“Le sot-l’y-laisse est une pièce de viande de volaille, et plus particulièrement du poulet, réputée pour son goût.”
“The sot-l’y-laisse is a little part of poultry (usually chicken) prized for its flavor.”
“Sot-l’y-laisse” in English is “fool-leaves-it”. I’d never heard of this piece in the US before.
Does this mean “chicken butt”? Please tell me this is a new elegant term for chicken butt.
This is some dark shit.
“The rats were huge! That’s something I don’t miss. They were rats as big as cats, so you had to walk in the middle of the street. Once you got to 8th Avenue, you were pretty safe, but 13th Street… Forget about it, it was a street run.”
—Dave Ortiz, owner of Dave’s Warehouse, on his memories of the Meatpacking District in 1993
For “NYC 1993: Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star,” we turned every Manhattan pay phone into a geo-located time capsule from 1993!
Call toll-free from any pay phone in Manhattan by dialing 1-855-FOR-1993 and hear real stories from ‘93 about the neighborhood you’re in and, in many cases, the very corner you’re standing on.
Find the closest pay phone here: http://bit.ly/147HGcf