attempts were made at venturing out into the city today. sometimes i forget how much distance there is in between things here. a run in Prospect Park, a visit to MOMA and the Francis Alys show: it felt scattered and a bit overwhelming...how did all those dots connect? my favorite part were old b&w photos he had collected of people walking in the city. they even had a display of toy cars like the magnetized one he's used before to walk through the city and collect any metal debris. only, this display was a simulation of something authentic. they stuck a bunch of bottle caps to it to "simulate" debris from the city streets. did they miss the point entirely?
then, gyros and falafel on the street and an infinitely long and dark train ride to busy Coney Island. Kim's friend Dee brought us to the Coney Island dance party...i always love to watch people dance. watch some video of it here.
i did not eat a Nathan's hot dog, but i did witness a lot of body types in all levels of non-clothiness...and a dog with huge, human balls. the owner kept parading him around in front of us. it was awkward for us all.
school starts tomorrow so i'm celebrating the nation's independence by re-reading Ranciere's "Problems and Transformations of Critical Art". this girl knows how to make things happen.
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