Food Parc: Because Chelsea Needs Another Ginormous Freaking Food Court
Is it because food is the only thing former big spenders can afford? Because nobody actually wants to be in Chelsea, Flatiron or the Meatpacking District so there’s plenty of available space? Perhaps the motivation behind the recent food mega-mall explosion involves psychology more than economics: New Yorkers have recently realized that they’re skinnier by far than the vast majority of their fellow Americans.
Are New Yorkers suddenly starting to believe that they are angry even though they are not, in fact, angry. It reminds me of my twins when they were infants. One would cry and then the other would cry because they thought they were the one that was upset. It’s no fault of New Yorkers who have never…
If you’re a dinosaur, all of your friends are dead. If you’re a pirate, all of your friends have scurvy. If you’re a tree, all of your friends are end tables. Each page of this laugh-out-loud illustrated humor book showcases the downside of being everything from a clown to a cassette tape to a zombie. Cute and dark all at once, this hilarious children’s book for adults teaches valuable lessons about life while exploring each cartoon character’s unique grievance and wide-eyed predicament. From the sock whose only friends have gone missing to the houseplant whose friends are being slowly killed by irresponsible plant owners (like you), All My Friends Are Dead presents a delightful primer for laughing at the inevitable.
All of Detroit may be a lab of sorts, and the discoveries therein may save us all.
In this instance, a collective of research fellows from the University of Michigan Taubman College of Architecture and Urban Planning buys one of the Motor City’s 33,529 vacant houses for $500 and gets to work on the future of design. (via Fast Company.)
“I have a religious temperament,” Ms. Bourgeois, a professed atheist, said about the emotional and spiritual energy that she poured into her work. “I have not been educated to use it. I’m afraid of power. It makes me nervous. In real life, I identify with the victim. That’s why I went into art.”—Louise Bourgeois (via NY Times.) RIP.
“‘I actually want to write a treatise in defence of pretension,’ he says. ‘I think the word pretension has become like the word ironic – just this catch–all term to distance people from interesting experiences and cultural engagement and possible embarrassment. Pretension can lead to other things.’”
—James Murphy, who deserves to be pretentious but is not.
With a client list that reads like a roster of Fortune 500 firms, a little-known company with an odd name, the Talx Corporation, has come to dominate a thriving industry: helping employers process — and fight — unemployment claims.