I was in Buenos Aires back in February or March and had the opportunity to wander through this labyrinth of a necropolis, La Recoleta, looking for my grandmother's family (Angelini) crypt. I never found it, and have since learned that it may or may not be there. But, before she died, she told me that this is indeed where the family crypt is, and even offered to leave me a key as an inheritance.
When I was in LA last December for a few days, I got together with my father and went for a day of sightseeing. First we went to the LACMA , where the Magritte: The Treachery of Images show, designed by John Baldessari, had just opened. After a couple hours of works by Magritte and those influenced by him, we went to the gift shop (strategically located nearly inside the exhibit itself....). There, I bought 1) the exhibition catalog 2) Michel Foucalt's This is Not a Pipe. 3) post cards of favourite pieces from the show. My old man bought 1) The exhibition catalog, and 2) a bowler hat.
