Bonni Brodnick Blog

I have been f ê ted for three solid weeks! Since February 3rd, family, friends and colleagues have presented cakes, gifts, and flowers; given parties, toasts, and dinners; and sent cards and good wishes. Big birthdays have a much softer landing when one is surrounded by love. Thank you all!  

There is something a little wonderful when someone finds a treasured earring that you lost at the theater and turned it in to the lost and found at the box office. Thank you!! Graham Nash concert at the Tarrytown Music Hall

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Hope everyone had a honkin' Mardi Gras.  Although I celebrated, it was nothing as wonderful, witty and brilliant as this. Blinging out with a few strands of gaudy plastic necklaces is nothing compared to wearing the Chrysler Building or Waldorf-Astoria on your head. Bravo, les architectes new-yorkais .

 Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Truman Cats have a funny way of expressing their love.

Here is a montage I put together of Frank Stella's retrospective at the new Whitney Museum in Lower Manhattan. This prolific artist creates in all media: paintings, prints, sculptures, reliefs, maquettes, and drawings. I especially like Stella's minimalist approach to the flat surface and his exuberant juxtaposition of colors. His abstract geometrics are equally as bold as his scrap-metal sculptures. The website, Artsy, has terrific info on Stella. Click here. And here. Give your eyes a feast. Stare at the montage (above) and then at a white piece of paper. What do you see? Is there an after-image of vibrating colors? In a spontaneous "Life is Art" moment, here is someone (not me) enjoying a Stella moment by posing in front of his work. 

On my February 3rd birthday, several people asked, "Is this a big birthday?" Honestly, every birthday is big. And special. We have all lost dear friends who didn't make it to this point and for them I embrace life even more. Here are a few photos of this Aquarian's birthday celebration: It was a black velvet coat and black velvet dress-night for birthday dinner at The Castle, that huge ... well... castle  perched high on the hill. It has a magnificent view of the Hudson River and the Palisades afar.  Here is Husband about to break into a rousing round of "Happy Birthday" to me.  Although I felt special, there were three (count three!) other February 3 birthday revelers in the Castle dining room. (I'm starting to see a " 3 " trend going on, aren't you?)  Awww ... so sweet.  The third birthday cake of the day. (Thank you, friends and colleagues, for all the love!) And BTW ... there's that number 3, again...