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Miami Madness- Day 5- Dec.4
Last day of the fairs...I'm hacking and coughing in the morning feeling pretty miserable. Decide not to push it and I let Jane go to the beach solo while I relax and get ready slowly to get to Frisbee on time (thought this was my 'working' day at the room). Got there and Seth was drawing on the bed...Bill and I talked a bit but Sara seemed to want us all outoutOUT. (I guess so she could focus on trying to sell? she seemed nervous..but wasn't I suPPOSED to be there?) Ok, so finally we left... Seth and I taking off to check out the Containers on the beach. We run into Bethany Bristow and I'm excited to hear all about her recent travels around Asia- she went ALL OVER, including my number 2 travel destination wishlist: Angkor Wat. *le sigh*. Images of the mysterious roottreetemples floating in my mind...
On to the containers...of course I can't keep up at all with Seth's pace so I fall behind again. Jane is there but done as well...so they go off separately to see the main ArtBasel fair. I'm blown away by 2 containers: one is Richard Dupont's eerily distorted human figures, seems your eyes are playing tricks on you because they are so perfectly done and so...wrong. Then my absolute favorite (no surprise) is Herwig Weiser's interactive piece utilizing ferrofluids and magnetic shavings which are landscapes you can manipulate with frequency modulations.. Hello science museum/ cymatics /DJ-fun.... oh how I loved. The drawings were pure gorgeousness as well, colorful technical mechanical diagrams mmmhmmmm!
Afterwards I couldn't get a hold of either Jane or Seth and I just didn't have the energy to go to Basel. The clouds were turning colors above me and I slipped into a mood that had me prefer to go walking, feeling oddly charged and ghostlike. I ended up at the cybercafe, took a latte and a session, topped up my cell phone. As I'm leaving, jane is right there, having just sit down at one of the computers. Odd.:) I leave her to go back to the hotel and get my stuff to take back my artworks. Meet back at Frisbee to do that and it feels sort of sad and depressing, anti-climatic.
Sara and Bill talking of going to a closing party for ArtBasel, Seth wanting to sleep, i don't know what I want... Walking back ot my hotel my mood starts to crash...I'm sensitive to a certain something in the air...and my eyes find the sad parts of the environment easily...the crack addict bent over the sewer grate. Back at the room I'm near tears and frustrated with myself for feeling this way...something not right, but I'm not sure what it is. Jane is supportive and thinks it is all my financial worries crashing in after expecting a few sales....perhaps. We decide to go to Lincoln road for pizza (lots of toppings at Pizza Rustica and a good people watching relaxing spot). Time to let go, we toast to laughter and forgetting (milan kundera) and just plain enjoying life. Promise ourselves to go dancing and get it all out. We get airbrushed tattoos on our arms and walk on to find the 'Fuck Art/Let's Dance' party that seemed it would match our mood. Drank too much and watched Jane and Seth dancing. sweet. blur. sweet. managed to keep myself in check (ok...barely) but I was toast. the 'emergency mohito mini bottle' I had kept in my bag made it's way into one of my drinks,increasing the potency by 10. kindof dumb but kindof needed. Jane went back to the hotel and I talked with sweetSeth out on a stoop for a while, taking in the lights of the warm miami I would have to leave tomorrow...
On to the containers...of course I can't keep up at all with Seth's pace so I fall behind again. Jane is there but done as well...so they go off separately to see the main ArtBasel fair. I'm blown away by 2 containers: one is Richard Dupont's eerily distorted human figures, seems your eyes are playing tricks on you because they are so perfectly done and so...wrong. Then my absolute favorite (no surprise) is Herwig Weiser's interactive piece utilizing ferrofluids and magnetic shavings which are landscapes you can manipulate with frequency modulations.. Hello science museum/ cymatics /DJ-fun.... oh how I loved. The drawings were pure gorgeousness as well, colorful technical mechanical diagrams mmmhmmmm!
Afterwards I couldn't get a hold of either Jane or Seth and I just didn't have the energy to go to Basel. The clouds were turning colors above me and I slipped into a mood that had me prefer to go walking, feeling oddly charged and ghostlike. I ended up at the cybercafe, took a latte and a session, topped up my cell phone. As I'm leaving, jane is right there, having just sit down at one of the computers. Odd.:) I leave her to go back to the hotel and get my stuff to take back my artworks. Meet back at Frisbee to do that and it feels sort of sad and depressing, anti-climatic.
Sara and Bill talking of going to a closing party for ArtBasel, Seth wanting to sleep, i don't know what I want... Walking back ot my hotel my mood starts to crash...I'm sensitive to a certain something in the air...and my eyes find the sad parts of the environment easily...the crack addict bent over the sewer grate. Back at the room I'm near tears and frustrated with myself for feeling this way...something not right, but I'm not sure what it is. Jane is supportive and thinks it is all my financial worries crashing in after expecting a few sales....perhaps. We decide to go to Lincoln road for pizza (lots of toppings at Pizza Rustica and a good people watching relaxing spot). Time to let go, we toast to laughter and forgetting (milan kundera) and just plain enjoying life. Promise ourselves to go dancing and get it all out. We get airbrushed tattoos on our arms and walk on to find the 'Fuck Art/Let's Dance' party that seemed it would match our mood. Drank too much and watched Jane and Seth dancing. sweet. blur. sweet. managed to keep myself in check (ok...barely) but I was toast. the 'emergency mohito mini bottle' I had kept in my bag made it's way into one of my drinks,increasing the potency by 10. kindof dumb but kindof needed. Jane went back to the hotel and I talked with sweetSeth out on a stoop for a while, taking in the lights of the warm miami I would have to leave tomorrow...
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i think i remember that.
the cymatics thing sounds wacky. i was looking at a macro shot of ferrofluid on a post-it note reflecting a green card inside National Geographic. weeeeeiiiiiirrddd!
holy art week. overload much?
**whHHOhooooOOooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrlllllllLLLL*~~!!
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I think of/visualize the cymatics phenomena often as I'm hammering nails/prayers...in ways I'm trying to get to the right frequency (my own energy/attention) to ripple these intentions out far and wide...whooosh did you feel that?;)