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Lunch as Art: Yanmo Tokyo やんも 南青山店

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Food is art in Japan, where presentation often outstrips deliciousness. Sometimes you get both. Yanmo やんも 南青山店 is outstanding.

teamLab Borderless Tokyo

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Our first art in a Japan trip filled with art.

Tourist trap though it is, teamLab borderless in Azabudai Hills, Tokyo is a sight to see. Or maybe an experience to experience. Or a ticket to punch? A fee to pay? Romey and I had a great time wandering through with hundreds of our closest friends.

Here are the bits in chronological order. We downloaded the app and controlled a few of the rooms. Seems nobody else did that. If you go…do that.


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A Visit to the Phillips with Romey

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The Phillips Collection.  This place is full of good memories flowing into the now.

 

Romey on the stairs.

Impromptu Art at the Mill

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The Mill itself, transformed into a gallery of sorts.

Our favorite local artist Meg Caldwell.

Cheap banana knockoff

The latest acquisition to the art pile. This one is by Don Black, who is in his 90s now.

The Moving Rocks

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One day they just showed up. Brother John suggested that they migrated there, “just like those rocks in Arizona.” Faster, for sure.

The dog did not care.

Oopstock 33

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33 years in a row? The felst, aka Oopstock, aka, Rhinefest is almost past the age of possibly being the messiah. Seems unlikely, but representation these days is very surprising. It was a great iteration…though short for us.

Rhine and April had just returned from their stint in South America and out West (skipping the Stick!) one week ahead of the big party. They are crazy.

Of note. Puppets. And crazy neighbor charisma and talent.

Nick would not like this aspect of puppetry.

Puppets even play the bass.

Rhine and April were in rare form (along with “Other Gary”…I being the nice one these days. We do need some spares in case of emergency though.). It’s like they practiced or something.

I didn’t record the new ones…boo. But Romey already knew all the words.

We were in and out with Spool again using Boston as a base of operations. Raffles for the win this year…a far sight better than the pool full of kids.

Romey made us thrift. LOL. This is her ancient friend of Yore Otto. Otto of course did remember Romey. Because everyone does.

We did jazz at the Mad Monk Fish as has become the tradition.

Escher Goes to London

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An excellent Escher show…does anybody know which direction it is in?

Absolute masterpieces on hand.

Replete with not that cheesy (but still cheesy) video interpolations.

A very long tesselation, filmed live.

Who dat? We know who dat…

Lisa is developing a big head.

The Floyd

Getting BIG and small

 

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Door to Nowhere

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This is where our door in Virginia comes out…

 

The Fenix in Rotterdam: World Class Art in an Astounding Space

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The tornado alone is worth a visit. Stunning views. Gorgeous conception.

And then there is the art.

A Berliner visits the wall.

 

SF: The David Ireland House

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