Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Weather is warm, calling us out.

Second week in March. Feels way too early for flowers.

It’s art fair season in NYC and last Sunday we went to Volta, “An invitational solo project fair for contemporary art”. It’s great because you can find the kind of art that really suits your personality, the kind of art that really represents your feelings, the art that shows the world what you are in a single piece…

Cross town bus.

Chelsea.

The Alec Soth show (which was great) put Noah to sleep.

Highline.

West Village catching a drink with our friend Brian who was in town from LA.

Back to life in NYC after various vacations.

The cool thing to do right now is check out as many pre-kindergarten programs as we can. Snacking on the way to a school the other night.

I judge schools based solely on the introductory movies they have us sit though (totally fair).

Noah wanted to be anywhere else.

I wasn’t into it, Kate was. I blame it on the full moon…

…and the trek it would take to get there everyday.

On Saturday Noah experienced his first film festival. We carefully explained to him that it is important, when attending such an event, to remain critical of everything around him at all times.

We (somehow) found our seats (no usher? SMH!) and began to examine the (hastily designed) schedule (which was not in military time!).

As the lights lowered (barely, is this absolute dark? OMG!) the projector sprung to life.

(Animals, so predictable)

Good times. 10 short animations. All well chosen. I highly recommend it (even if Kate had to drag Noah and I there).

On the other hand, I don’t recommend going shopping with Kate after.

Breakfast yesterday morning, everyone was there.

School was closed on Monday so Noah and I did our best not to drive each other crazy.

Mess.

..to be continued.