Innholdsfortegnelse for November 9-22, 2020 i New York Magazine

New York asked 48 artists and designers to create I VOTED stickers for the millions of Americans who voted early or by mail this year, and in partnership with the organization I Am a Voter, the magazine distributed another 500,000 stickers for free at stores, bookshops, and museums across the country. As soon as the magazine came out, readers started sharing their stickers with us and on social media: Here’s just a sampling of what we saw leading up to the election.…

WE CREMATED MY GRANDFATHER the week I was supposed to get married. The white dress I bought a year ago still hangs in my closet, next to the black dress I brought home with me to Virginia. I’d flown back from New York the first week in September, when he was still alive, when there was still a chance he could stay that way. But we all knew the odds. The black dress was a precaution and a reminder of how badly things had gone awry. I’d bought it when I still thought I would wear it to work in the summer. Then the pandemic happened, and it’s a funeral dress now. My grandfather died from complications of COVID-19. The last time I saw him, I wore gloves and a…

“JUST HEAVY LOADS AND WATER HIGH” Could be Sunlight Glacier—a glacier contains water up high. “THERE’LL BE NO PADDLE UP YOUR CREEK” Sulphur Creek, which is too shallow to paddle. “THE END IS EVER DRAWING NIGH” Take the left canyon, since one definition of nigh is “being on the left side.” “PUT IN BELOW THE HOME OF BROWN” Cross Sunlight Creek beyond Salinger Ranch. “Put in” can be used in its nautical sense of “enter a body of water.” Fenn loved J.D. Salinger, whose publisher for Catcher in the Rye was Little, Brown. “AND TAKE IT IN THE CANYON DOWN” Could refer to Sunlight Gorge. “NO PLACE FOR THE MEEK” Road condition worsens down here. “NOT FAR, BUT TOO FAR TO WALK” Drive alongside Sunlight Creek, headed southwest. “IF YOU’VE…

“That is a lamp that I made using seaweed—our local kelp, actually; it’s very luminous. It gives great warm yellow light.” “This hatch opens for cross ventilation.” “This artwork incorporates salvaged objects, all found on the beach, inside of cast resin. It’s almost like a stained-glass piece.” “The big centerpiece dome window was a kids’ jungle gym I found on the side of the road, not very far from where I was building. The windows are all plexiglass.” “I built the bed frame, and the furniture is all stuff I found at yard sales.” “The wallpaper is a collection of my drawings of fishermen, local people, clammers, also a lot of the wildlife, crabs, fish, and ducks … I printed it with an online company that creates wall decals.” ARTIST…

1. Offering plan for interested co-op buyers from the 1970s. 2. Postcard, shot by Robert Mapplethorpe, from One Fifth restaurant, ca. ’70s to ’80s. 3. Brass doorknob from original hotel. 4. Coaster from #1 Bar, the supper club at the hotel, ca. ’30s to ’40s. 5. Plate from One Fifth restaurant, ca. ’70s to ’80s. 6. Matchbooks from #1 Bar.…

AFTER LEARNING she had gotten the part of Princess Diana on The Crown, Emma Corrin spent the next few days on preparations. She bought binders and notebooks and pens. She cued up a list of documentaries and lined up stacks of biographies. She made folders of archival photos. She listened to recordings of Diana’s voice over and over again. None of it felt all that useful. Here, she and her collaborators explain the details that made Diana click into place. Fidgety Hands The first thing that helped Corrin understand Diana was to read the scripts, which included references to the princess’s bulimia. This swiftly became the center of how Corrin conceived of her. She wanted to make sure the disorder wasn’t a tangential part of her life but something that…

NO NEWS IS GOOD NEWS in 2020, a time when the nonstop flurry of gag-inducing current events means that to lift your phone in the morning is to subject yourself to a wave of uncertainty. Peace and quiet, some semblance of the humdrum old-world normalcy we took for granted all our lives, are the prize when the greatest gift a wealthy celebrity like Kim Kardashian West thinks to get for her 40th birthday is a calming getaway with friends and family. It is an existence all too familiar to Ariana Grande, who has endured a three-year whirlwind of unexpected losses, terror attacks, new relationships, highly publicized breakups, hit records, and tours—and who has made it through the storm. She is seeing someone new: a real-estate agent you almost never hear…

CASHMERE 1. Falke No. 1 Finest Cashmere Ladies Knee-high Socks $107 at falke.com “Falke’s knee-highs are worth the price: They’re warm, of course, but also unusually durable. I’ve purchased socks for one-third of the price only to have them fall apart (in the gentle cycle) after two weeks.” —MARY PING, designer 2. Johnstons of Elgin Ribbed Cashmere Socks $60 at mrporter.com “They’re 100 percent cashmere but not flimsy or translucent like formal silk hose. For the value—however much exists in luxury socks—these are the ones.” —ADAM ONASSIS, model 3. Corgi Men’s Luxury Hand-Knitted Cable Pure Cashmere Socks $150 at us.corgisocks.com “These cable-knit ones from Corgi—which supplies members of the royal family with their socks—come in a plethora of colors and are meant to be worn around the…

EVEN SUNNY optimists have difficulty detecting silver linings in global pandemics. But if there’s one we can all agree on, it’s the rise of bakeries of all shapes and sizes. In eight months, New York has gone from a nadir of panic-deplenished grocery shelves to a metropolis flush with sheets of artisanal focaccia, bushels of bialys, and homemade English muffins. While food insecurity persists, much of it caused by lost jobs, some laid-off cooks have tried to support themselves by launching their own cottage industries and selling their goods on Instagram. The pandemic might have forced these kitchen workers off traditional career paths, but it also gave them opportunities to experiment creatively, channeling their heritage into confections like Korean hotteok, Filipino doughnuts, and Chinese mooncakes. Given the one-person nature of…

FOR ALMOST A CENTURY, One Fifth Avenue has quietly loomed over Greenwich Village. The address itself carries gravitas, and the building, a 27-story ziggurat, has long dominated the local skyline, lurking in the background of tourists’ photos of the fountain and marble arch in Washington Square Park. And the goings-on inside its setback walls have, practically since its inception, been a thing of fascination for the rest of the city. It was in One Fifth that Robert Mapplethorpe shot the album cover for Patti Smith’s Horses; where Norman Mailer’s editor committed suicide; and Tim Burton and Helena Bonham Carter lived together before they split in 2014. The building is now home to both art collectors who bought apartments for under $8,000 in the 1970s and, more recently, CEOs happy to…

MOVED IN: 1983 Phyllis Spaeth and Julius “Jay” Novick Former Legal Aid Society attorney and former Village Voice theater critic “A FRIEND OF MINE had just recently moved out of One Fifth, and he just couldn’t stop singing its praises. There was an apartment for sale, so we went to look. We were so taken by the size of it, by how interesting each room was. Nothing was cookie-cutter; there were French doors, little Juliet balconies. The neighborhood was perfect—as my husband said before my daughter was born, ‘Oh, look! She could go buy drugs without having to cross a major thoroughfare.’ I have seen fights in this building, suing of people on the board by other people on the board. When we moved in, the board interview was so…

FOR THE PAST EIGHT months, celebrities have been forced to stop playing at being celebrities and instead attempt to approximate human beings—and not because they can no longer engage in the sorts of celebrityish things they used to do. They are still out there, partying and getting flagrantly divorced. But there are no premiere photo ops, no charming red-carpet interviews. All celebrity news in 2020 has been rendered unremarkable by sheer circumstance, morphing into a stream of absurd dispatches from their daily lives. MADONNA EATING A LEAF IN JAMAICA ➤ Madonna began the pandemic from a milk bath, proclaiming the virus to be the great equalizer; months later, we found her gallivanting around Jamaica with a flower crown, munching on a gigantic leaf. GAL GADOT’S ‘IMAGINE’ ➤ Gal Gadot and…

IF YOU’RE A NEW YORKER, chances are you live within walking distance of one of the city’s 208 branch libraries. Roughly a quarter of them are early-20th-century Carnegie libraries, limestone-and-brick-fronted affairs with high arched windows and fancy cornices meant to bring a sense of ceremony to opening a hardbound volume. Another 65 or so date from the 1960s and ’70s. Named for the mayor who went on a branch-building spree, the squat, cramped, and plain but serviceable “Lindsay boxes” generally make you want to check out a book and go home. People don’t, though. Both generations of branch-library architecture have been strained by New Yorkers’ varied needs—for a quiet place to hang out, computer access, job-hunting advice, translation, classes, read-alouds, homework help, voter registration, a spot to get out of…

As I have gone alone in there And with my treasures bold, I can keep my secret where, And hint of riches new and old. Begin it where warm waters halt And take it in the canyon down, Not far, but too far to walk. Put in below the home of Brown. From there it’s no place for the meek, The end is ever drawing nigh; There’ll be no paddle up your creek, Just heavy loads and water high. If you’ve been wise and found the blaze Look quickly down, your quest to cease, But tarry scant with marvel gaze, Just take the chest and go in peace. So why is it that I must go And leave my trove for all to seek? The answers I already know, I’ve…

HOW MANY TRENDY SOURDOUGH starters have been nurtured and brought to toasty fruition by your humble critic since the dark COVID curtain descended last winter? Not a single one, I’m a little embarrassed to admit. I’ve experimented with pizza doughs (a dash of dark beer works wonders), avidly Instagrammed apple pies being made from scratch (as followers of @plattypants know, our in-house baker favors an intricate lattice crust), and when not stuffing home-baked goods down my craw, I’ve made trips out into the world for bags of bagels, dense loaves of Pullman, and pointy Jerusalem-style baguettes, which I like to slice, freeze and then pop in the toaster whenever I’m looking for a little comfort on a cold gray morning or in the middle of the night. A working bakery…

PATTI SMITH’S OLD PLACE This ninth-floor apartment is owned by Jessica Salzer’s family. She says that, when her parents first went to look at it, around 1986, “there were industrial moving blankets hanging over the windows as curtains, pizza boxes everywhere, stains all over the carpetings, a pool table in the middle of the entryway, and—my mom said—gold records on the wall.” In the 1830s, a four-story red brick townhouse stood at this address. It changed hands between various wealthy society types, and, most notably, it housed Misses Green’s School for girls. Winston Churchill’s mother, Jennie, was a student there. Elihu Root, who would later become secretary of State, and Andrew H. Green, who steered the construction of Central Park and the New York Public Library, were both teachers. The…

WORKING TOGETHER: THE PHOTOGRAPHERS OF THE KAMOINGE WORKSHOP opens at the Whitney Museum on November 21. “BLACK IS IN NOW,” the photographer Beuford Smith tells me, referring to the current vogue among white-led cultural institutions and capitalist pursuits for tapping into the wellspring of our Black matter and belatedly recognizing and compensating Black artists for their labor. Smith is president emeritus of the Kamoinge Workshop, a fine-arts collective of Black photographers that formed in New York in 1963 and is the subject of a group retrospective, “Working Together,” which opens later this month at the Whitney Museum after originating at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts in Richmond. Much of it is not familiar even to students of photography; all of it should be. The show reminds us that Black…

SOMETIMES, A TERRIBLE MOVIE reminds me to cherish the films that accomplish what they set out to do—or, at least, the ones that seem to be having fun in the process of attempting to. But Bad Hair was such an excruciating cinematic experience that I started to wonder if this whole motion-picture business maybe wasn’t a good idea from the jump. I have reviewed my share of cinematic failures this year, but Bad Hair is the most stunning floundering of filmmaking in 2020—a failure of empathy, intellect, and morality that I haven’t been able to shake. Writer, director, and producer Justin Simien made a bold proclamation in a pretaped segment that aired before Hulu’s drive-in Bad Hair premiere in October. “Bad Hair is a very weird love letter to Black…

TV 1. Watch Between the World and Me Essential. HBO, November 21. Ta-Nehisi Coates’s best-selling book about being a Black man in America was first adapted for the stage at the Apollo Theater. Now that production has been turned into this HBO special featuring Mahershala Ali, Angela Bassett, Alicia Garza, and Oprah Winfrey, among others. JEN CHANEY MOVIES 2. See Let Him Go Family drama. In theaters November 6. Kevin Costner and Diane Lane play a couple who attempt to retrieve their grandson from a violent clan that has claimed him. This thriller is also a twilight romance about these screen icons contemplating their place in the world—until Lesley Manville shows up as a fire-breathing backwoods matriarch and all hell breaks loose. BILGE EBIRI POP MUSIC 3. Listen to Starting…