High Lines and Good Times

Nice field trip on Friday, sorry I could not get to the show, had to take SATs bright and early. As far as the photography project goes I did take some pictures that I could justify with The Real, The Magic but I think for different reasons. I also took pictures not for the project that could be used for montage reasons. A lot of the pictures I took are things that if I was sitting around waiting and that was nearby it would probably spark my imagination (I felt that magic and imagination could be interchangeable). Chelsea market had some cool stuff in there, I only bought a pin that said "Name of an Obscure Band" for $1. The High Line was very beautiful, I have walked from FIT to Chelsea before and seen The High Line from afar but being up there felt like being in a little sub world. The juxtaposition is very intriguing. One thing I took a picture of there was this child sitting alone next to an empty chair talking and make noises to himself. I wonder what was going on inside his head.

Okay I need to take the time to ask DID THE ENTIRE COUNTRY OF ITALY DECIDE TO ALL COME TO NEW YORK AT ONCE? Never in my life have I heard so much Italian in one day. It was kind of nice because most the time when people are speaking foreign languages around me I have no clue what is going on but somebody near me knows. Somebody will turn to me going "oh they are talking about bathtubs". After six years of Italian class I picked up what they were saying for the most part (Grazie Signora Iaconis).

The Guggenheim was meh.
I'm ambivalent on what I saw there. In some ways I thought the Splendid Playground was kind of cool and in some ways it seem like a phot. One of the pieces there just looked like a fruit roll up to me (you know what I am talking about). I did like the room called No Country: Contemporary Art for South and Southeast Asia. One piece I liked was "What Do We Want" by Vietnamese artist, Truong Tan. It looks like this:

I like how the painting gets another dimension by adding a piece of rope. In the Guggenheim's video about No Country Tan says, "Other artists present the front of the face or the 'good' side of society, which I have a hard time seeing, but they hide the 'dark' side of society". He said the person was rope bound because at the time in Vietnam "Communism destroyed religion, morality, and tradition, and secondly did not allow art to flourish". I did buy one of the cards from the Gutai Card Machine because the machine looked cool went 'beep'.

After the Guggenhiem I returned to Neue Galarie; I have not been there since my Freshman year. Sadly only two rooms were open but I still got to see great work by Klimt and Schiele. I probably spent half the time looking at the wall full of Schiele drawings. It is this weird feeling seeing art you have seen before in books or on a computer screen and then have the real thing in front of your face. It gives me that emotion that I can't talk about because I don't know how to describe it. I was thinking wow the person who drew this has almost been dead for a hundred years now but this is still here, and still appreciated. That is what I like about art, you can leave a mark with art. I never hear about how a corporate guy from 50 years ago still impacts many day to day. I can't understand how people willingly spend their life in a cubicle. When I hear kids my age say "I want to do business when I am older" I can't help but think 'do you really want to? Are you lying to yourself in hopes of making a buck?'. Now I'm sure some people out there enjoy it, but I can't completely understand why.

After that I made my way home.

so lonely.