Saturday, on a whole, was pleasing and successful.
Saturday, December 11, 2016
I started, as usual, with a long walk on the High Line. Sometimes I turn around and walk the length of the structure, either at 23rd St., or higher up near 30th St. Today, I walked the length of the park and then to 34th and eighth Avenue, where I caught the E train back home. After lugging my three monitors and their accompanying materials down from my studio, it was time to take them to Long Island City, to PS1. I was slightly nervous about taking the materials on the train again, but it all turned out quite well.
I caught the E at West fourth station, which, fortunately, had an elevator that I could take to reach the boarding platforms. The train ride was smooth and I lugged the cart up the few stairs that I had to take to reach the museum. Once there, I was signed-in by a strangely skeptical guard. I then met the assistant to an assistant curator at the institution. He was very kind, eager, and enthusiastic. As I had requested, the museum provided three plinths on which I would place my monitors.
I swiftly unpacked my materials and set everything up. I was very pleased that the location was prominent within the area in which the event would happen. I turned on all the machines and made sure that everything was working, which it was. That gave me time to enjoy a lunch at a Thai restaurant near the institution. I often go there and enjoy fried squid and other Thai delicacies.
By the time I returned, the actual assistant curator was present. As one would expect from an institutional curator, she was pleasant, if not particularly friendly. That I understand, as there are many many people vying for the attention of this set.
My only annoyance came in the form of the magazine’s organizers, who swept in somewhat late and with a whirlwind of drama and demands. It was very obvious to me that the assistant curator was somewhat irked. My eager friendliness didn’t seem to assuage her irritation. But I gave it a good try. After talking to her assistant, he noted that initially she is easily annoyed, but soon passes through that phase.
I had a photographer from Taskrabbit cover the event. I wanted to make sure that there was some sort of documentation that I can keep for my archive. The woman was friendly and took fairly good pictures. I will be able to sort out what I need from them and find a few good shots. She was also helpful in taking pictures of me with other people at the party.
Generally, I was impressed by the gathering. The turnout was satisfying, and I enjoyed meeting all of the talented people of color that I did. It’s quite unusual to have such concentration of these people in one location. The experience was very refreshing.
I conducted a short talk with the arts editor of the magazine and was pleased that many people were able to view the “Casual Cruelties” cycle. After the event, I quickly repacked my materials and headed back to the city on the E train. As soon as I returned home, I found my partner and his friends ready to go to a nearby tapas restaurant. The food, wine, and lively conversation contributed to a festive cap to a very good day.