Work and art

[kippurbird]

Welp.

For the past couple of weekends my dad has brought home movies to watch. They've been Israeli movies and because of that, they've been movies that I cataloged at work. I couldn't watch them. I really couldn't watch them. I mean I watched them, for a little bit, because we were eating dinner in front of them, but I had a huge unhappy fit. Obviously this is going to lead to some problems if I have to go back to work at the university itself. If I can't handle a movie that I cataloged, how am I supposed to handle being on campus. My mom agrees and once again this changes our strategy. SO annoying.

Meanwhile they sent me a check for double my sick leave and double my vacation time and wanted to know if I'm resigning or not. Have not deposited the checks yet. Going to ask lawyer if it's okay or not.

SO COMPLICATED.

Went to MOCA yesterday (the Museum of Modern Art) to see a photography exhibit on Weegee. Interesting guy. I looked at some of the other exhibits - the actual modern art stuff- and felt like banging my head against the wall.

Some of it was okay and I liked it, until I read the "what this thing is about". Like there was a hallway crisscrossed with red, yellow and green string that I thought was rather pretty and interesting to look at. Then I read the blurb and apparently it was trying to get across the "ideal of a hot dog". I don't even know what that means. Then there was the empty cat litter box, the cat blanket and the cat toys laid out on the floor. This was apparently an installation piece. I am not sure why. I just wondered where the cat was. (I'm sorry but my definition of art does not include things that are just set out on the floor.) I was so stupefied by this that I don't even remember what the blurb said. Then there was the plank of wood that was varnished sparkly red. It was leaned against the wall. This was apparently discussing the fact that there are spaces between things that are touching. Like the plank was touching the wall since it is leaned up against it.

Yeah.

I dunno.

Comments

[fritters.livejournal.com]

Sorry the work stuff messed with you. You didn't go to Galley this weekend?

I've long ago thought that most art today is just whether or not you have the ability to BS well enough about what it's supposed to be.

I once created a piece of "art" called Rabbit Ears. I decided it was a commentary on the social aspect of information, alluding to universality and the primitive aspects, with an underlying optimism counterpointed with a negative fading implication. It was to be an installation piece done in a chalk medium on pavement in the art quad at my college to promote the communicativeness and etherealness of the subject. The primary colors denote the basicness of the subject, and yet you don't/can't see the subject(s).

http://fritters.deviantart.com/gallery/31242484?offset=24#/d13gnux


...sorta like that.

It's a picture I got in my head once and I decided to see if I could BS it enough to make it seem like "real" "modern" art.

[rurounitriv.livejournal.com]

I think 90% of the "high concept modern art" these days should be renamed "random crap with a long and nonsensical description".

[faded-enmity.livejournal.com]

I hate modern art.

Though, I've been tempted to get into it since it seems really easy as long as you know how to bullshit.