NY DIARY #2: Frain Bog

Art Fairs and Poorly Named Convenience Stores

I last wrote on Monday and today is Thursday; more time has passed than I had intended. It’s not for a lack of wanting – there’s been plenty to write about – but a tight schedule paired with a debilitating brain fog have made the prospect of stringing a sentence together unthinkable.

For those not immediately familiar with the broader machinations of fa…