antitinerary
Post #671 • November 30, 2005, 6:53 AM • 7 Comments
And now, some things I will not be doing this week.
Each day during the art show Laura Belém will meet with visitors for a walk on the beach. Together with the audience she will search for and collect items that others have left behind or that have been washed on the shore, graduallyboring mebuilding a narrative and archive of the activities on the beach in Miami. Every day the found objects will be gathered together and placed into containers.
Oooh! Containers! Poignant!
Fixing up Go See Art. It sucks right now, okay? I admit it. I didn't have my act together for Basel. I'll make it better. In the meantime, Artblog.net is getting looked at pretty seriously and I insist that this weekend is not going to prevent me from making art. So, art and writing win out over codemonkeying. Actually, I need a slave. Interested? Drop me a line.
Art Loves Music, Art Loves Film, Art Loves Fashion, Art Loves My Shorts.
Panel discussions, lectures, talks. Every year I look at these and think, wow, I should go to that, and I never do, and I feel bad about it. This year I plan specifically not to go, thus skipping the whole feeling bad part.
Art Video Lounge. I feel even worse about this, but ditto.
Frisbee. Anat is super sweet and the anti-art-fair angle is cute, but my art-world esprit redlines at "FRISBEE is SUPER PSCHYED to announce it's 2nd installation in Miami!" OMG right back at you, kids. And, look - a Blogger gallery site? No.
The Citizens Band, performing 11 PM to 1 AM at the Raleigh Hotel tonight. Oh, man, I really want to see this. But I will just have done all of AB/MB and the artblogger meetup. I have a class tomorrow morning at 7 freaking 30. Dammit, I may just jack up on coffee and go.
The tasting thing at the Setai on Saturday at 11 PM in which you consume drinks designed by artists. Gary Hume's is supposed to taste like soil. That's just nasty.
Breakfast at FIU with Jenny Holzer. She's a fellow RISDoid, and I respect her work as far as its genre goes. Unfortunately, "breakfast" consists of LED images of French toast and bagels zipping by on a signboard display. Plus, I don't miss Sunday morning t'ai chi.
125th Street. Now that it's just MoCA and Ambrosino, they might as well be on the moon.
Museums, vanity spaces, and galleries not withing walking distance of the Real Painting show. They'll be there next week.
Killing myself hitting events. Well, I may kill myself on Wednesday. But besides that, no.
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November 30, 2005, 8:56 AM
I put up an itinerary, I put up an antitinerary, and now I hate art. Go figure.
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November 30, 2005, 10:30 AM
Does Laura Belém not know that she's only going to find used condoms and chicken bones? Seriously. That's all I ever see left behind on the beach. OH, I did see a syringe once! Maybe a lone flip flop. Or a pop top.
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November 30, 2005, 2:08 PM
Maybe I misunderstood your last comment Franklin, but REAL PAINTING, at 251 NW 23 st. is certainly within walking distance of the Wynwood Galleries (or let's say they are close to REAL PAINTING) - Right down the street and a couple blocks from from Snitzer and Dorsch, among others
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November 30, 2005, 2:29 PM
You misunderstood me. I plan on hitting Edgezones, Snitzer, Bruk, and Dorsch. Ingalls and Locust will be open too, right? How about David Castillo?
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November 30, 2005, 2:34 PM
Yes, I see that I did.
Unfortunately I don't know about the other gallerys, but there are lots of them nearby.
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December 1, 2005, 5:25 AM
One must ask, why is this boring? One must answer, perhapes this is another art trick.
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Art Carnage
November 30, 2005, 8:46 AM
Last year I went just to look at the funny people trying to look cool and with-it by looking at art. This year I'm not going at all. But remember -- I HATE art. Who'd a thunk I have so much in common with Franklin?