Sept. 7, 2017 – Yesterday I felt like a real New Yorker. A funny thing happened on the C train. This man sat down next to me, seemingly too close given the amount of space currently available in the car, and I was going to edge away, when he said “Cornelia St.” His face looked familiar, and it turned out it was Robin, the owner of the iconic Cornelia St. Café. He recognized me from when we met during a photo shoot I’d been in on Cornelia St. on Monday. He invited me to go with him to the wine tasting he was on the way to, but of course I was on my way somewhere too—to a much less glamorous osteopath appointment. So he invited me to an upcoming artists’ salon at his cafe instead. What a lovely coincidence to meet him on the train!
And then as I stepped off the train someone called my name, and it was my wonderful friend Sally Sommer, a leading expert on modern dance, who lives in my building, and her brilliant friend Suzanne Carbonneau, a visual arts professor and modern dance artist Paul Taylor‘s biographer.