Rebecca Taylor is the director at arts & museum PR firm Fitz & Co, an arts writer, an active member of the New York art scene, and an admitted social media addict. Before moving to New York, she worked at the the Getty and the Museum of Contemporary Art (MOCA) in Los Angeles and taught contemporary art history at UCLA Extension.
WHAT WOULD THE TITLE OF YOUR AUTOBIOGRAPHY BE? Confessions of an Artoholic (In 140 Characters or Less)
WHAT CAN’T YOU TRAVEL WITHOUT? A passport and a credit card… anything else is replaceable.
WHERE IS YOUR FAVORITE TRAVEL DESTINATION? If I must choose a favorite, it would have to be London. I lived there briefly while attending university and feel very at home there. Most importantly, the museums and contemporary art spaces are incredible, particularly the Tate Modern. I’ve seen many an exhibition or installation there that moved me beyond words – Miroslaw Balka and Doris Salcedo’s Turbine Hall commissions come immediately to mind.
IF YOU COULD CHOOSE ONE PERSON TO SHOW YOU “THEIR NEW YORK CITY,” WHO WOULD IT BE? Marcel Duchamp. When he moved here in 1915 he was a bit of a “rock star” in artistic and intellectual circles and immediately befriended major patrons like Peggy Guggenheim, Katherine Dreier, and the Arenbergs, as well as avant-garde artists like Man Ray, Francis Picabia, and Beatrice Wood.
WHAT OR WHO HAS INSPIRED YOU RECENTLY AND WHY? I recently re-read Hemingway’s “A Moveable Feast,” while in Paris and retraced his steps. I found both the words on the page and the experience of strolling through Hemingway’s Paris incredibly inspiring. As Hemingway himself wrote “wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” Beyond that, LIFE is a moveable feast and I’m enjoying every course.
WHAT ALBUM OR SONG WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOUR SOUNDTRACK TO NYC? “New York, New York” by Ryan Adams.
WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE BRUNCH SPOTS? I consider myself a connoisseur of the breakfast sandwich and Penelope’s – with its flaky, buttery croissant and delicious aioli – is one of the best in this concrete jungle. A close second is at the Clinton Street Baking Company.