It's Things Like This That Keep Me Awake Nights.
Argh. Gnashing of teeth. Beration of self for stupidity.
Of course, when I graduated I sold back all of my art books. Of course I was a poor starving art student. Of course I didn't want to haul eighty pound books back with me when I moved out of the dormitory. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
(How many of my life's blunders are caused because it seemed like a good idea at the time? Hint: ALL.)
So now when I am desperately trying to remember the artist who made the little tiny adobe buildings niches and alleyways all over New York and just sort of left them there to see if anyone would notice, I have no reference book whatsoever to turn to. The settlement he made for a stairwell in the Whitney is too far away for me to read the placard. And he was barely more than a mention with accompanying slide in Contemporary Art, so he wouldn't have made it into my notes. How do you google search something like that?
So. You are to remind me that the next time I venture into a book store, I am not to come out with anything frivolous, no enriching literature, no escapist fiction. I am to come out of there with a copy of ArtSpeak, under threat of being beaten severely with a spoon.
Because there's no way I'm going to be able to say anything intelligible about this project until I remember who that guy was.
Or maybe you'd go to the Whitney for me tomorrow and read the placard for me?
Miracle of miracles, he is actually in my notes. [Note to self: trust your notes. You didn't practice your handwriting for nothing.]
Environmental Arts/Earthworks
Dwelling Charles Simmons, Earthworks, 1991, American
You should still go and visit the Whitney and peer down at the buildings. Everyone should.
Of course, when I graduated I sold back all of my art books. Of course I was a poor starving art student. Of course I didn't want to haul eighty pound books back with me when I moved out of the dormitory. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
(How many of my life's blunders are caused because it seemed like a good idea at the time? Hint: ALL.)
So now when I am desperately trying to remember the artist who made the little tiny adobe buildings niches and alleyways all over New York and just sort of left them there to see if anyone would notice, I have no reference book whatsoever to turn to. The settlement he made for a stairwell in the Whitney is too far away for me to read the placard. And he was barely more than a mention with accompanying slide in Contemporary Art, so he wouldn't have made it into my notes. How do you google search something like that?
So. You are to remind me that the next time I venture into a book store, I am not to come out with anything frivolous, no enriching literature, no escapist fiction. I am to come out of there with a copy of ArtSpeak, under threat of being beaten severely with a spoon.
Because there's no way I'm going to be able to say anything intelligible about this project until I remember who that guy was.
Or maybe you'd go to the Whitney for me tomorrow and read the placard for me?
Miracle of miracles, he is actually in my notes. [Note to self: trust your notes. You didn't practice your handwriting for nothing.]
Environmental Arts/Earthworks
Dwelling Charles Simmons, Earthworks, 1991, American
- mythological ruins
- organic growth & culture
- vulnerable & temporal
- miniature dwellings carved in city locations
- storyteller
You should still go and visit the Whitney and peer down at the buildings. Everyone should.