my downtown adventure. by sophie seifert
the other day mommy took me to downtown los angeles for their monthly artwalk. it was my first time in an art gallery. well, not exactly. once when i was about 6 weeks old my parents took me to black maria gallery but i was really cranky and we left like, 5 minutes after arriving. so for all intents and purposes, it was my first experience with art. 
here's mommy and me walking down the street.
my first gallery. mommy's trying to explain what the painting is all about. whatever. 
the painting behind me is titled, "what water lilies dream". pretty!
what do these words mean?
we walked into this really cool pet store called pussy's and pooch. i got to meet a doggy named daniel. he was nice. i think he was afraid of me.
i almost bought this rubber chicken for daisy. it makes a REALLY loud noise when you squeeze it. probably not a good idea for daisy to have when mommy is putting me down for a nap.
cedd moses bought it and completely refurbished (big word for me, i know) it. they just reopened about a month ago. it's beautiful inside. and the french dip sandwiches ain't bad, either.
cole's claims to be the originator of the french dip sandwich. philippes the original also claims to be the originator. who's right? oranges, poranges, who cares! word on the street is they both taste pretty spectacular (another big word).
after lunch we slipped into another gallery. the artist here found significance in ordinary objects like barbed wire, a pair of jeans, even a crumpled up shopping bag. 
hey, i recognize that bag! mommy spends A LOT of money at this store!
here's mommy and me walking down the street.
my first gallery. mommy's trying to explain what the painting is all about. whatever. the painting behind me is titled, "what water lilies dream". pretty!what do these words mean?we walked into this really cool pet store called pussy's and pooch. i got to meet a doggy named daniel. he was nice. i think he was afraid of me.
i almost bought this rubber chicken for daisy. it makes a REALLY loud noise when you squeeze it. probably not a good idea for daisy to have when mommy is putting me down for a nap.next stop, lunch. here i am in front of cole's french dipped sandwich shop.
cedd moses bought it and completely refurbished (big word for me, i know) it. they just reopened about a month ago. it's beautiful inside. and the french dip sandwiches ain't bad, either. cole's claims to be the originator of the french dip sandwich. philippes the original also claims to be the originator. who's right? oranges, poranges, who cares! word on the street is they both taste pretty spectacular (another big word).after lunch we slipped into another gallery. the artist here found significance in ordinary objects like barbed wire, a pair of jeans, even a crumpled up shopping bag. hey, i recognize that bag! mommy spends A LOT of money at this store!here's a painting that's really moody. the guy at the gallery said it represents strangers at a bathhouse. what's a bathhouse? 
next stop was a tour of a brand new wine bar called the must.
it's really cozy inside. i overheard mommy saying she wants to come back with daddy and sample some wine. i think i'll stay home for that night out.
you would never know it, but at the end of this alley is the lost souls coffee shop. this was our last stop of the day. i was getting tired and let my mom know it was time to go, if you know what i mean...
i think i have this art thing down. here's what i look like while staring at a piece of art:
and here's what i look like when i'm really moved by a piece of art:
that's me screaming at the top of my lungs in case you didn't know.
next stop was a tour of a brand new wine bar called the must.it's really cozy inside. i overheard mommy saying she wants to come back with daddy and sample some wine. i think i'll stay home for that night out. you would never know it, but at the end of this alley is the lost souls coffee shop. this was our last stop of the day. i was getting tired and let my mom know it was time to go, if you know what i mean...i think i have this art thing down. here's what i look like while staring at a piece of art: and here's what i look like when i'm really moved by a piece of art:that's me screaming at the top of my lungs in case you didn't know. can't wait for more. next week, the vanity fair portraits at LACMA with phoebe. oh, and thanks brian for taking such great photos of my excursion. you should be a professional photographer!
Apparently these are the cheeseburgers that started it all. And judging by the picture above, I believe it. See you Sunday!
Thank you Tutu Shelley and Papa Monte for babysitting when Mommy and Daddy have a date night! And thanks for teaching me how to roll to my side and wave!
My first slice of 
This is my friend 
This is my cousin Gian Carlo. He's 3 months older than me. I can't wait to play with him when I get bigger!
Who is this crazy man? His mommy dresses him like a clown, too!
