I woke up on Saturday morning with a surprising amount of energy and a [relatively] noble craving to partake in an artsy, wine-infused afternoon. What had intended to be a few hours of the Artlog Lower East Side Crawl, ended up being a short stint of narcissism on the New Museum rooftop followed by coloring and cocktails at The Bowery Diner.
Simultaneously sipping a Bloody Maria while melting her fourth and final crayon over a candle, Madisen confirmed our success, “Well, at least we’re doing art…”
Post Amanda LaMela
