way from Chelsea
i saw this on a wall:
There were some good things at Parsons. it felt like going to someone's loft- it was kind of intimate, like going into someone's room. it was a maze of artists and hard to remember everyone but i do recommend snatching up some Parsons grad for something...
Today I'm hoping to get to the Hunter College gallery uptown and back down to Nurture in BK.
more to come soon when i have more food and less alcohol in me!