Artist-in-Residence on Fire Island
The Fire Island National Seashore Artist-in-Residence Program honors the longstanding tradition of art in the national parks and on Fire Island by facilitating artists to create relevant place- and story-based work that brings a broader understanding of the unique elements that comprise Fire Island. The goals of this program are to provide creative and educational opportunities for artists of all disciplines to explore the qualities of the natural environment, culture, and/or history of Fire Island, and to support the mission of the NPS to promote the conservation and preservation of the park.
12 lb pork shoulder: 14 hours in, 10 hours to go.
debbie reynolds dies of a stroke the day after daughter carrie fisher dies of a heart attack. sad...
Once more...
stripped of context i thought this was an art installation.
Louis' 1st burger
"Welcome to Aggregate website for the publication, workshopping and discussion of advanced research in architectural history and theory."
No-Knead to thank me!
EV rule #1: Don't fuck with the orance cones on 3rd st
Know anything about this Skinny?
for some reason i cant post a comment on the two most reason schwarz posts. maybe he closed comments?
This, I think, is why so many people support Trump even when they recognize his obvious mendacity. They’ve been successfully persuaded that everything is a lie, so the only political choice you have is to select the fiction that most fits your self-conception. This partially explains how Trump is able to command support from both anti-Semites and some Jews. Pro-Trump Jews have decided that Trump is lying to white supremacists, and vice versa; they tolerate those lies because everyone lies, and because they’ve decided that he’s more honest when speaking directly to them. The only semblance of anything real can be found in personal identification with a charismatic, orange-tinted hero figure.
Trump. Man of the people. Person of the year. But filthy prole journos must wear shoe covers in his gold penthouse. pic.twitter.com/UuM5JNB6IQ
— Hong Kong Hermit (@HongKongHermit) December 7, 2016
Vito Acconci accepted my friend request.
leftover turkey gumbo
every tree in nyc
whos ready for more fun with the annoying shithead plumber? the kitchen drain pipe from my upstairs neighbors sink has sprung a leak somewhere between apartments (probably in mine) and is leaking inside the wall. so this one wont be an easy fix. not looking forward to it.
Although the White and Black Paintings qualify as monochromes, in other respects they are opposed. Applied with rollers on panels, the Whites have little inflection, and Rauschenberg said they could be repainted, even remade (as some were in 1965 and 1968), while the Blacks have almost too much texture: built up of newspaper strips dipped in paint, glued to canvas, then coated with more paint, they appear worn and fragile, and some show a range of colour and tone too. The Whites appear pristine, empty, flat and serial; the Blacks look rough, full, encrusted and singular. This makes the Whites seem porous to the world and the Blacks closed to it, which is largely how they were received. In keeping with his own desire to suppress authorship and to invite indeterminacy, John Cage called the White Paintings ‘airports’ for ambient accidents of light, shadow and dust. ‘If one were sensitive enough that you could read [them],’ Rauschenberg added, ‘you would know how many people were in the room, what time it was, and what the weather was like outside.’ For their part the Black Paintings insist on objecthood in ways that go beyond ravaged surfaces; tacked directly to supports, they were presented without frames, and Rauschenberg often photographed them among everyday things. As the curator Walter Hopps commented, they also underscore ‘the fact of a new urban surface’.
gilmore girls reunion marathon!
