it has been a busy week around here.
signed the lease for my new shop on macdougal.
designed the space.
built the space. well, actually, the lovely devin kain built the space. i mostly watched.
today, i broke the bathroom door (that happens when you try to push when you should have pulled), got the new square register up and running, put four contractor bags full of funny pouches on the shelves.
and then people started to come in. and shop. and shop some more.
it was kind of crazy. i had no sign. the shelves were half full. there was construction crap everywhere.
and people bought stuff.
i could have had a baby in less time, but i am happy to announce the birth, er, opening of my new store at 106 macdougal on or around april 1st.
not too much more in the way of details to share. we’re starting build out on thursday. and sometime over the weekend, we’ll begin filling the place with bags. and my new button down shirts. and dresses. and jeans. there will also be some vintage goo gaws. and the odd bit of furniture.
if you are in the neighborhood, pop in to say hi. (we’re a stone’s throw from by chloe and the comedy cellar.)
“every person in new york” is attempting to draw every person in new york.
i so love that idea.
if you want to be included, send an email to email@example.com letting him know when and where you will be for at least two minutes.
he plans a large get together with all his subjects when the project is complete.
i get up on sunday mornings full of intention. today, i was going to go to the whitney in hopes the jim dine black rainbow painting i love so much is still on display. that did not happen.
instead i messed around on facebook, ordered two vintage purses on ebay, searched the internet for the absolute best price on the margiela sunglasses i fell in love with in tokyo (umm, the website i finally bought them from had them for nearly 50% off the margiela store price–what’s with that?), and after compulsively toggling between pinterest, where i keep a private stash of inspiring pins, and square where i can see, in real time, how much or how little the shop is selling, i found myself ordering some 6″ x 8″ wood rectangles on which i plan to silkscreen some of my designs and make them into “art.”
when i was a kid, my dad would have accused me of being lazy on a day when the only reason i got out of bed was to answer the door when the food delivery guy buzzed. but creativity is fickle. some days it needs a good hard kick in the pants and others you just gotta let it take a long hot bath wearing a very expensive argon based facial masque.
ideas are not linear. often, to get to a completed design for a new store, you have to visit the website of every single auction house specializing in mid century furniture. and then you have to put your name on a watch list for vintage evelyn ackerman designs; it’ll ping you when one comes up for sale. and then you have to try to figure out exactly what year shriekback dropped the singer you thought made the band so interesting. you might discover a new food delivery website that promises to bring you the really good stuff, like donut plant donuts and should you be vegan, by chloe cupcakes.
people often tell me they are amazed at how much i do. on these occasions, i smile and turn away quickly. “don’t they have any idea how much time i spend doing absolutely nothing,” i think to myself. truth is, both are true. i do a lot. and i do a lot of nothing at all. those two things in combination makes things work.
pamela barsky williamsburg is now open saturdays and sundays from 10 to 7. we’re upfront right next to the dj, so come get your jams on (clearly not the same as get your jammies on, so don’t forget to get dressed first.) and pick out the perfect bag for your beautiful make up forever matte lipstick.
i’ve been itching to write some things longer than a few words. watch for my run-on sentences here.