Tags: art installation, constant eye contact art, eye contact, eyes window to the soul, gobi desert, great wall of china, marina abramovic, moma, Ulay, yellow sea
Ok, so I know this video is going around the blogosphere, but I had to post it for my friends who haven’t seen it.
First, I’m a sucker for interactive art installations. I’m always surprised how my mind and heart twist when faced with an unexpected emotional piece of work. In this particular installation, artist Marina Abramovic sat at a table with an empty chair in a large room at MoMA. Onlookers were encouraged to take turns sitting across from Abramovic and stare right into her eyes for one minute. Eye contact can be such an intense feeling; and prolonged eye contact can be really difficult to keep, at least for me. It’s said that the eyes are the window to the soul. Everyone’s eyes tell a different story. Some you can read right off the bat, while others hold something deep and unknown.
So the video shows Abramovic taking a deep breathe and peering back at person after person. She generally has a blank look on her face—until the moment when she takes another deep breathe, looks up and her former lover from many moons ago was sitting across the table from her, silently staring back into her eyes. I was instantly brought to tears watching her face change, her eyes turned red and then welled up with tears. Her former lover, an artist as well, named Ulay and she spent years together in the 1970-80’s. Eventually their relationship reached it’s end and Abramovic had a dream of how they should part ways. The two went to opposite ends of the Great Wall of China: Ulay starting at the Gobi Desert, and Abramovic at the Yellow Sea. Each walked 2500km meeting each other at the half way mark. There, they embraced one last time and went on their way. It was at the art opening that they saw each other for the first time since that goodbye. I can’t imagine how many million emotions she must have felt seeing those eyes she used to look into every day, only now they were older, and held unknown stories from his own life apart from her.
Via A Cup of Jo, via Swiss Miss.
Tags: best playgroup in washington dc, blue igloo playgroup, graphologist, hand writing analysist, sherry laReaux, spy museum
A few times a year, the playgroup that Jack and I attend hosts a mom’s night out. The get-togethers usually include many a cocktails and finger foods, plus it’s an excuse to get dressed up and talk about other things besides our kids. :) Last night was one of those evenings, but there was a twist—for fun, a licensed graphologist was invited to analyze our handwriting. At first I thought this was going to be total bunk. Like, my handwriting is my handwriting—it’s just the way I learned to write, right? The graphologist asked us to write a short paragraph about ourselves and to sign our name and then print it at the bottom of the page. When I showed the graphologist my paragraph, she immediately inspected the way I make my I’s. (I just put a stick, or a line, I don’t add the top hat and the bottom line, so to speak.) She said that I am someone who is very efficient, someone who often rushes through things to get them done because of how busy I am. I was like, “ok, now I’m listening!”
Time management of tasks is something I love obsessing about, but I never really talk about it to others. I always try to get something done as quickly and effectively as possible so that I can move on to the next thing. Isn’t everyone like that? Then I wondered if this handwriting analysis was like reading a horoscope—you feel like it applies to you, but it could loosely apply to everyone, right? Though, these details seemed to personal. She noticed the margins I left on either side of the paragraph. One side was very neat, the other, I left a bunch of space and it was sort of uneven. She said that she could tell I have a lot of creativity but that it was not being used to it’s full capacity. Um, sounds very true to me, actually. She also spoke again about my I’s and lower case T’s, noting that they were quite small in comparison to the rest of my letters. She noted that I probably second guess myself a lot and that I need to be more assertive. She tied that to my creativity also and said it’s apparent that I have a lot going on in my head, lots of ideas, lots of responsibilities, but that I need to explore what it is I really want, and then take my life in that direction. Wow, it was all so true. She was expressing things that have been jumbled in my head but I could never really articulate them.
I have been doing major soul-searching the last few weeks, wondering what is that I really want to do with my life? Sometimes I feel like I am so afraid that I will make the wrong decision, that I wind up making no decision at all. And that’s no way to live. My deepest love remains my blog. It is the one thing in my life that is purely Me. But even on my blog, I hold back because I worry about saying the wrong thing and offending a reader. (I see that it sounds particularly insane when I actually type that out.) And I swear, I even have a note to myself that says: “Take a f***ing stand and write the blog post!” It’s interesting to me that these deeply rooted feelings had to be explained out-loud to me by a stranger who was able to tell this through the way I literally cross my T’s and dot my I’s. From now on, I’m standing a little taller. The expression “say it loud and say it proud” comes to mind. I am who I am and this blog is me.
If you are interested in having a party with a graphologist, Sherry LaReaux was the analyst I met. She blew my mind too.
Tags: best beaches on the west coast of florida, clearwater florida, gulf of mexico, snow white sand
Clearwater, Florida is just West of Tampa, on the Gulf of Mexico. The sand there is no joke, it’s light and fluffy, and a beautiful warm white. We took a day trip there and dined at Crabby Jack’s with a view of the dunes. It wasn’t the warmest of days so we kept covered with our bathing suits on, as we wanted to soak up the beach vibe as much as possible. Clearwater is one of the more popular beaches in Florida, so we didn’t get as much personal space as I’m used to. But Jack loved crawling around in the sand and even made friends with a couple sitting nearby. He’d feel around with his mouth wide open in a gleeful way. Daryle carried Jack to the ocean and dipped his toes in, then he’d swing Jack by the arms over the remnants of waves as they came up to shore. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Jack so full of pure joy as he belted out laughs and squeals and then crashed so hard on me beneath a beach towel under the sun.
Tags: bridge from louisville to indiana, devonion fossil bed, louisville skyline, ohio river, ohio state park, world's oldest fossil beds
On our last day in Louisville I wanted to add one more notch in my belt so we crossed the bridge over the Ohio River to the State of Indiana! One moment we were in Kentucky, the next Indiana! Not knowing where to go, we pulled off at signs for Ohio State Park (yes, in Indiana) and viewed the Louisville skyline. From reading the plaques we discovered that the rock-like material that led to the river was actually ancient fossil beds from 386 million (that’s not a typo!) years ago. Those fossils beds are among the world’s oldest naturally exposed archeological beds. Right there in Indiana! Whoa, our minds were blown. The sun was setting leaving a gorgeous light for some family photos. And that was our last outing in the South.
Tags: audrey hepburn, churchill downs, horse country, hotel 21c, kentucky, louisville, mint juleps, my fair lady, race track, slater bradley, Team gallery
Our little family got to take a trip to Louisville, Kentucky because Daryle was DJing a huge wedding for a southern socialite (Jim James from My Morning Jacket was even a guest!). Whenever Daryle lands out of town gigs, I do my best to join him and we make an adventure out of it. Neither of us had ever been to Kentucky, I’d heard horse country down there is so beautiful, plus some of the nicest people that I’ve ever met are from KY. Our first stop was Churchill Downs — home of the Kentucky Derby. I bet you didn’t know this, but I love watching the Kentucky Derby! In fact this past year, my horse “I’ll Have Another” won it!
I’ve had a knack for traveling on the crumbiest weather weekends this summer. So I wasn’t surprised when Hurricane Isaac downgraded to a tropical storm and headed through the US in the direction of Louisville.
We caught the last tour of the day and had the entire track to ourselves! I practiced my best Audrey Hepburn “Come on Dover!” impression (from My Fair Lady). Next stop, to the hotel for mint juleps and relaxing.
We stayed at the coolest hotel that I think I’ve ever stayed at!! The name of the hotel says it all: 21C Museum Hotel. You guessed it, it has a fantastic contemporary art collection that is open to the public and also offers gloriously relaxing and modern accommodations to stay the night. The red penguin is part of their logo.
This is the museum space right when you walk in to the lobby. Cool, huh?
And as I peered around the corner, I couldn’t believe my eyes — an original Slater Bradley photo taken of his “Doppelganger” posing as Kurt Cobain. I worked at Team Gallery when this piece was originally shown. Sometimes those art world days of mine feel like a million years ago, but it’s nice to have moments that remind me that I’m not totally out of touch. :)
Yes, the museum had many awesome amenities!
This was a really cool installation located near the elevators. When you walked by, the image of your body would act like a barrier to the floating letters and they would sort of hover and bounce off of you until you walked away. Then the letters would continue to float down to the ground. Really really fun.
Once we got to the room, little mister was tired and cranky. He did not want to sleep in the crib the hotel provided and conked out on the bed. I was happy to have a break, but I couldn’t actually go anywhere because he quickly flips from his back to his tummy while he’s sleeping and I worried he’d roll off them bed. So I read a magazine next to him, something that I love to do but rarely have the chance anymore.
And then he woke up!
To be continued…
Tags: bob marley, jamaica, name change, rastafarian, reggae, reincarnated, snoop dog, snoop lion
Have you heard? Snoop Dogg has changed his name to Snoop Lion. He’s had an awakening and after spending time in Jamaica, he says he’s connected with Bob Marley’s spirit and is now “Bob Marley reincarnated.” He even has the blessing of Bob Marley’s son, Rohan. Snoop confessed he’s grown tired of hip-hop and wrote a bunch of reggae tracks that will be on his forthcoming album released this fall! I cannot wait to hear what a Snoop
Dogg Lion reggae album will sound like as I’m a huge reggae/dub fan and have always loved Snoop! The album was produced by Diplo and will feature Snoop singing. It will be released on Vice Records, so you know it will be good.