Austrian Stuff: It's Not Just for Sigmond Freud Anymore
Last night my fellow ESCers Flip & Fina and myself went to that foosball thing at the Austrian Cultural Center that I mentioned the other day. As much as I wanted to hit the hay early last night, the draw of free booze was too much to resist. Plus, it was quite literally around the corner from the scotch tasting we hit up beforehand at Thomas Pink.
First off, if you've never laid eyes on the Austrian Cultural Center it's an amazing building that caused a bit of a stir in NYC when it was unveiled a few years ago. It's pointy & impossibly thin for it's height, resembling an out-sized toothpick. If it were not an inanimate object, it would be America's Next Top Model.
The art installation is great as well. Of particular note are the works of the event organizer, Austrian artist Monika Wührer, and American photographer Spencer Tunick. You may have seen some of Tunick's captivating, flesh-heavy work recently since it's been all over the internet lately (just like rich Nigerian princes who want to share their money with you!). It's bold (read: features lots of naked people) stuff that your local Republican congressman would not approve of. I love it.
And as for the beer and foosball, well the beer was cold & free so that's all you need to know. We didn't play foosball but instead watched others play while a Euro-weird announcer called the games. RBNY players & all-around nice guys Luke Sassano and Chris Leitch (pictured above) were on hand and from what I hear got their asses handed to them in the final. We left before then but word is that they suffered a painful and crushing defeat....hey it's just like watching Metro!
They'll doing this again on July 15th so mark your iCal's now.