We walked down The High Line to the new Whitney Museum on Wednesday. It has been open since last April and really it was pretty lazy of us not to have got there before.
Dramatic but dull views over the Hudson from the stunning building.
Inside lots of old favorites like Reginald Marsh's drunken sailors and good time girls.
Lots of newer things which make me glad I no longer write art reviews. The interior spaces are gorgeous and cathedral-like.
Dark clothes look rather good with all the white walls and plain floors.
The balls on the Christmas tree thing reflected the people. The white part looked like plastic insulation stuff.
So much to look at!
The painting Robert liked best.
A door to a terrace where you can look down on Gaansevort Street.
On Thursday we continued doing art type things.
This last photo taken without filter the other day at dusk. I'm rather pleased with it!