What does Carl Jung, Deborah Marquit lingerie, an americano
and sitting in Bryant Park on a lovely autumn afternoon in New York have in common?
Me.
It's impressive and inspiring.
For a little backstory, check out this great article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/20/magazine/20jung-t.html
If the book was to have a soundtrack, I think this beautiful song from my dear friend, Marc, would be part of it:
and sitting in Bryant Park on a lovely autumn afternoon in New York have in common?
Me.
Took a long lunch today to go see Carl Jung's Red Book at the Rubin Museum (http://www.rmanyc.org/theredbook)
Absolutely amazing.
Ended up even being interviewed for an article about the book.
Then after the heaviness of something like this and luckily enough, being close to Deborah Marquit,
I stopped by to pick up a gift for Bailey and got to hang out with Deborah for awhile.
Always really lovely to chat with her.
Plus, it was a actually a good counterpoint to seeing the Red Book.
Analytical psychology could always use a little lingerie to balance things out.
Then it was off to Bryant Park for a short coffee break before heading back to work.
It's impressive and inspiring.
For a little backstory, check out this great article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/20/magazine/20jung-t.html
If the book was to have a soundtrack, I think this beautiful song from my dear friend, Marc, would be part of it: