At Home With a Brooklyn Restaurant Designer, Nominated for a James Beard Award
If there can be said to be a Brooklyn look in the restaurant world today, Matthew Maddy is at least partially responsible for it. Many of the borough’s most beloved and stylish eateries sport warm, eclectic and detail-rich interiors created by the designer-builder-entrepreneur: the tile-adorned cocktail den Weather Up, name-checked on “Girls”; the Fort Greene institution No. 7; Grand Army, a new project whose partners include the owners of Mile End and Rucola and which just opened; and the casually elegant Colonia Verde, for which Maddy is nominated for the James Beard Foundation Award for Outstanding Restaurant Design.
Silvia Killingsworthvisits Anthropologie with the Japanese decluttering consultant:
Passing a display of denim jeans and dark-blue
chambray shirts, Kondo touched almost nothing. She said that she rarely
wears pants because several years ago they stopped bringing her joy.
Photograph by Joanne Rathe/The Boston Globe via Getty
For the average New Yorker, the commute is a low point of each day: time spent in an overcrowded car, ambling through the grit and filth that lie below the street. However, in other cities around the world, the spaces that play host to mass transit can be downright transformative.
Many Americans have a pre-formed opinion of Hillary Clinton, who is expected to announce her candidacy for president this weekend. Call it a blessing — or, simply, an inevitable effect — of being in the public eye for so long. But Clinton has long implied that the public perception of her is all wrong.
“Well, as someone close to me once said, ‘I’m probably the most famous person you don’t really know,’ ” Clinton told NBC in 2007.
Eight years later, Clinton could probably make the same argument. So, here are some things about the frontrunner for the 2016 Democratic nomination that you may not know or just may not remember.
In general, the desire of even the most discerning
critics, such as Szwed, to separate art and life, to analyze the formal
traits of works as if they were dissociable from the experience and the
emotions that inspire them and that they convey, is both noble and
doomed—noble, because artists deserve to be honored for their
achievements, and doomed, because the formal and systematic nature of
those achievements isn’t what makes them endure. The individuality, the
immense complexity of inner life that art conveys—including Holiday’s
seemingly straightforward and instantly appreciable art—doesn’t occur in
a laboratory-like isolation.
The most alluring aspect of Eco’s book is the way he imagines the community that results from any honest intellectual endeavor—the conversations you enter into across time and space, across age or hierarchy, in the spirit of free-flowing, democratic conversation. He cautions students against losing themselves down a narcissistic rabbit hole: you are not a “defrauded genius” simply because someone else has happened upon the same set of research questions. “You must overcome any shyness and have a conversation with the librarian,” he writes.
“I have learned that when sadness comes to visit me, all I can do is say “I see you.” I spend some time with it, get up, and say goodbye. I don’t push it away, I own it. And because I own it, I let it go.”
Between Boston, New York, San Francisco, Seattle, and the handful of other places I’ve inhabited or passed through in the past few years I’ve had my fair fortune in amazing mouthfuls - but by far the…
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This week at MoMA: a wardrobe workshop with Emily Spivack, The Japanese Dog screens, and more. [Image courtesy of Emily Spivack]](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5571999de4b028f0242141f2/1529875966239-1NRLY7QVQXXHSZO23EEN/tumblr_nok28mbtGu1r1jmv0o1_1280.jpg)
