Saturday, January 06, 2007
Soho = Hell on Earth
Granted I never go there. Never went there. Didn't have the desire and certainly didn't have a reason to. It's a HUGE mall.
Only this mall is one floor with two narrow sidewalks. At one point Ben saw the huge Scholastic Store and exclaimed with some urgency "Mom, look! We can go in there for a while." - like we were seeking shelter from the shadow of a soon to be cresting tsunami. A tsunami of shopping people.
So why was I there? Well, I took Ben to the Museum of Cartoons and Comics. It's on the 4th floor at 594 Broadway. The whole musuem is basically a large room with a permanent collection on one side and an exhibit on the other. It was okay. Not well curated. Lots of illustrations and flat screens with cartoons from across the decades playing. It's a small space so it's hard to distinguish who is saying what from what t.v.
Of course that didn't stop Ben from sitting in front of an episode of teenage mutant ninja turtles and falling into a trance state. He mentioned how much he enjoyed watching "vintage cartoons" like that.
For the record. I totally missed the whole Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles era. Yet another cultural void I share with my son.
I think I want to move to Concord, Massachusetts and become a Transcendentalist.