Sunday

Saturday night I made plans to meet Cherry and Kit for brunch. Kit said we should meet at ten. Cherry and I decided to meet at my house at ten. Sunday morning at ten, Cherry called. She was at home. She said she thought we had decided to call each other at ten. I called Kit. She was leaving the house. She said she'd be at my house soon. Cherry called from the train; it wasn't running. Kit told me she had to meet Ramsey at 11.30. Cherry needed to get a picture taken for her Tribeca Films badge. We didn't end up eating brunch.

After Kit left, I asked Lillian if she was interested in brunch. She said she was eating dumplings. I asked if she was still interested in visiting museums with me. She said yes, and we agreed to meet at the Japan Society at 1.30. I ate a bowl of granola.

At the Japan Society, it almost felt like paying admission to a store to shop without being able to buy anything. The exhibit was curated by Takashi Murakami, featuring otaku characters and other artifacts of Japanese pop culture. My favorite were the somewhat hazy portraits created by Hideaki Kawashima.

Afterwards we went to the Buttercup Bake shop for cupcakes. The cake was somewhat dry. I had wanted omisube, but oms/b was closed. We sat and ate and decided to go to the Met for the Max Ernst exhibit.

Entering the exhibit reveals a forest painting, set in a separate gallery. A window is cut out in the wall to allow the viewer access. It was a great use of the space. The exhibit was good, but after three or four rooms I was beginning to get Ernst fatigue. I sat and flipped through the exhibition catalogue. Lillian soon joined me and then we left. She called a friend who said he'd come pick us up. We went out to the front of the museum and had Mr. Softee and sat on the steps to wait. Soon, a green Toyota appeared across the street and we drove down to SoHo.

Cherry called to set up a meeting to talk about Kit's one sheet for missing. I said I was almost home and they said they'd come over. They arrived soon after I got home and we took photos of each other for badges for Cannes. Then we went to Nyonya for dinner.

Cherry and Kit came back to my house afterwards to work on the one-sheet and practice pitching Kit's feature. We talked and worked and soon it was late and time to go home and to Kinkos and to bed.