The crit went well. Almost too well. I was hoping for a little more critical feedback and it was more like a soft pat on the back. Still, I'm starting some new work so that's cool and I've got some new ideas, so yeah, it went well.
Took a day trip to New York last Friday and got a chance to hit MOMA, saw some good stuff, but unfortunately was not able to check out the contemporary wing at PS1. Saw some terrible work in Brooklyn, some good stuff in Chelsea. We also went to some listening party for RJ-D2. Then on the bus ride home there was a huge wreck on 91, we ended up taking a 3.5 hour detour. Suck.
Finished installing the Sam Durant show on 4.5 hours of sleep the next day. I have to say I'm not as impressed with it as I was earlier on, in fact, I'm not very impressed with the show at all. So it goes. It was still kind of fun building it and I'm happy with my contribution. The opening is this Tuesday at 5pm. I'll actually be guarding at it, so if you stop by you should seek me out and say hello.
Hey! What's more annoying than hearing someing whine about really stupid relationship crap? Being stuck in a room with someone with an extremely limited vocabulary whine about stupid relationship crap!
Sunday I was a reviewer at National Portfolio Day which was held at the MFA school this year. There were a couple people making some realy hot work, and then there were a ton of people that weren't. It made me really frustrated with public schools though...it was pretty apparent which kids were lucky enough to attend at a place that had good teachers or good program and those that didn't. Some of the kids with the weaker work pretty obviously have a real interest in art, they just havven't been exposed to the resources to pursue it yet. Pisses me off. Fucking money and class structure putting people at a disadvantage so early on, even in art. Hey America's lack of interest and collective pride in the creative arts: "Fuck you!" Also, for good measure, hey Bush administration that cut federal funding for the arts and public education while throwing around the phrase 'no child left behind': "Fuck you, too!"
Oh...Halloween was crazy and I drank way too much. I have vague memories of playing on a playground somewhere on Mission Hill. Also my friend Tommy (who is an extremely nice and generous person) got mugged at gunpoint on his way to meet up with me. It was just outside the VA near the Milky Way...they shoved a gun in his eye and took his wallet. Fortunately he wasn't out shooting or else they would have gotten thousands of dollars worth of photo equipment as well. Also fortunately, they discarded his stuff about a block later and a couple girls had recovered his stuff and returned it to him when we were out looking for it. All in all he lost $3 and a wallet. Still fucked up.
I got to see my sister for a couple hours yesterday! She was up from the Bronx for a medical conference on doctors and humanitarian aid. Pretty amazing person my little sis. Unfortunately, we ended up meeting at the after party for the conference (agreed...wtf?) which was at a place called 'Felt'. Never fucking go. Worst ever dumb ass club I've ever been to. I can still hear the infernal noise: "We got to paaarty! ng cha! ng cha! ng cha!" x infinity. I thought places like that only existed in music videos and eighties movies.
In other family news, my little brother turned 21. That means I turn 27 in a little over a month. INSANE. Thinking about all the crazy (read stupid) shit that I did at his age makes me glad that he has a slightly more reserved personality than I do. At least at this moment in time. That's all there is to say about that one.
I need to move out of my place. Sick of my room mates and the commute to school. They're driving me nuts.
Without getting into too many specifics, there's alot of death in my life right now. I'm trying not to let it weigh too heavily on me, but it's hard. I hadn't planned on writing about it, but it's hard not to think about. It's funny being an atheist and thinking that you have an acceptance of the inevitability that life ends and then seeing how much it contrasts with the confrontation of the actual matter. It's hard losing people that you've known for so long, especially when they're young. Pets too.
I bought new socks and underwear last week so that I wouldn't have to do laundry in order to spend more time working before the crit. Gotta get up early tomorrow and do that shit...have a paper to write, too. Hope you're well.
Took a day trip to New York last Friday and got a chance to hit MOMA, saw some good stuff, but unfortunately was not able to check out the contemporary wing at PS1. Saw some terrible work in Brooklyn, some good stuff in Chelsea. We also went to some listening party for RJ-D2. Then on the bus ride home there was a huge wreck on 91, we ended up taking a 3.5 hour detour. Suck.
Finished installing the Sam Durant show on 4.5 hours of sleep the next day. I have to say I'm not as impressed with it as I was earlier on, in fact, I'm not very impressed with the show at all. So it goes. It was still kind of fun building it and I'm happy with my contribution. The opening is this Tuesday at 5pm. I'll actually be guarding at it, so if you stop by you should seek me out and say hello.
Hey! What's more annoying than hearing someing whine about really stupid relationship crap? Being stuck in a room with someone with an extremely limited vocabulary whine about stupid relationship crap!
Sunday I was a reviewer at National Portfolio Day which was held at the MFA school this year. There were a couple people making some realy hot work, and then there were a ton of people that weren't. It made me really frustrated with public schools though...it was pretty apparent which kids were lucky enough to attend at a place that had good teachers or good program and those that didn't. Some of the kids with the weaker work pretty obviously have a real interest in art, they just havven't been exposed to the resources to pursue it yet. Pisses me off. Fucking money and class structure putting people at a disadvantage so early on, even in art. Hey America's lack of interest and collective pride in the creative arts: "Fuck you!" Also, for good measure, hey Bush administration that cut federal funding for the arts and public education while throwing around the phrase 'no child left behind': "Fuck you, too!"
Oh...Halloween was crazy and I drank way too much. I have vague memories of playing on a playground somewhere on Mission Hill. Also my friend Tommy (who is an extremely nice and generous person) got mugged at gunpoint on his way to meet up with me. It was just outside the VA near the Milky Way...they shoved a gun in his eye and took his wallet. Fortunately he wasn't out shooting or else they would have gotten thousands of dollars worth of photo equipment as well. Also fortunately, they discarded his stuff about a block later and a couple girls had recovered his stuff and returned it to him when we were out looking for it. All in all he lost $3 and a wallet. Still fucked up.
I got to see my sister for a couple hours yesterday! She was up from the Bronx for a medical conference on doctors and humanitarian aid. Pretty amazing person my little sis. Unfortunately, we ended up meeting at the after party for the conference (agreed...wtf?) which was at a place called 'Felt'. Never fucking go. Worst ever dumb ass club I've ever been to. I can still hear the infernal noise: "We got to paaarty! ng cha! ng cha! ng cha!" x infinity. I thought places like that only existed in music videos and eighties movies.
In other family news, my little brother turned 21. That means I turn 27 in a little over a month. INSANE. Thinking about all the crazy (read stupid) shit that I did at his age makes me glad that he has a slightly more reserved personality than I do. At least at this moment in time. That's all there is to say about that one.
I need to move out of my place. Sick of my room mates and the commute to school. They're driving me nuts.
Without getting into too many specifics, there's alot of death in my life right now. I'm trying not to let it weigh too heavily on me, but it's hard. I hadn't planned on writing about it, but it's hard not to think about. It's funny being an atheist and thinking that you have an acceptance of the inevitability that life ends and then seeing how much it contrasts with the confrontation of the actual matter. It's hard losing people that you've known for so long, especially when they're young. Pets too.
I bought new socks and underwear last week so that I wouldn't have to do laundry in order to spend more time working before the crit. Gotta get up early tomorrow and do that shit...have a paper to write, too. Hope you're well.
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On a side note, I think I passed you walking down Huntington the other day, but I wasn't 100% sure, so I didn't say anything.