There are certain New York openings you’re supposed to get to immediately – Sometimes it’s the hottest new restaurant, sometimes it’s the latest rooftop bar, and sometimes it’s the trendiest museum in town. Such is the case with The Whitney – Opened above the High Line in spring 2015, it’s about as fashionable as museums get. But somehow my schedule did not oblige a summertime visit, and it wasn’t until this past Saturday that I actually found myself meandering around it’s al fresco stair case, oohing and aahing in American art nirvana.
In my quiet defense, I actually have been to The Whitney, because it’s not actually new – the previous location was on 75th & Madison, and I’d had the pleasure of visiting several times. But since its posh relocation to the meatpacking I still hadn’t witnessed the floor-to-ceiling windows, loft-like galleries, and large terraces linked by outdoor staircase. So Dave and I finally walked the mere six blocks it takes to get there, and needless to say I was inspired from my first step inside the revolving door. Artistic liberties were taken to make the below shots possible, but I think they represent The Whitney’s contemporary sensibilities quite nicely. x