Though today was grey and cloudy in New York, the expected rain never arrived on Randall’s Island. It was an auspicious first day for the first Frieze New York. Guests began arriving just before 11 a.m. via the ferry or BMWs, yellow taxis or buses. The heartiest walked across the Robert F. Kennedy Bridge, which is what they’re calling the old Triborough Bridge these days. And the visitors lingered for a while—picking up a beer at the Standard Biergarten or grabbing a caprese sandwich at Sant Ambroeus, as if they were just a few miles away, lounging on Madison Avenue. It’s comfortable out there—airy almost. Above, a brief look at the fair, from Bader to babies.