experience as art. i love that art instructions like this piece by mieko shiomi were intended to be given to other people and that the art is not the instructions but what you do when you follow them. art is for the people and these pieces get to the heart of that in a way that a museum piece cannot.
< giving is a gift >
bring a close friend to your home
sitting on the floor, hold their hands in yours
have a gab session, give them one recommendation, or tell them one thing you love
A favorite artist of mine had a solo show in a gallery and I was extremely excited to attend, having only seen the work digitally. The artist posted a story offering to come to the gallery and give folks a talk about the artwork, all you had to do was send a DM. A little nervously, and maybe one wine in, I messaged him to say I’d love to take him up on the offer. And he said yes! We scheduled the time and met at the gallery for an in-depth tour of the artwork, his process, inspirations, and associations with the work. A deeply inspiring and personal experience that I’m so glad I got to have. Maybe think about taking people up on their offers from a stick of gum, to a ride to the airport, to the last slice of cake. It feels really good to receive.
the flowering orchard/vincent van gogh/1888 when i was in college for (tw) musical theatre we were given an assignment to go to the met and sit with a painting we liked for 20 minutes. no distractions, just you looking at the painting for a full 20. it was supposed to be an exercise in attentiveness and spatial awareness, in noticing your thoughts and letting them pass. very meditative and honestly a wonderful experience to give to an acting student. except i was 19, insufferable, and genuinely considering the possibility that i was having a spiritual heart-to-heart with the long dead painter vincent van gogh. I remember choosing this painting because of the brown streaks across the branches; they looked harsh, quickly slashed with the brush that carefully painted other parts of the piece. i wondered if they were intentional. i wondered if anyone else thought that they weren’t. i wondered and wondered and wondered until i began to feel as though i knew exactly what those slash marks were, why they were there, how they had come to be. I couldn’t tell you now, though. i took this crooked picture and left the room. I don’t remember what vincent and i spoke about, but i’ve now stood before countless other paintings and spoken to their artists, too. i’ve learned that this mediumship isn’t esp, it’s art, and it’s actually the whole point. lmk what vinny says to you if you visit him 🫶
at my local art museum on valentine’s day, i watched an older man walk up to his companion (another older man), put his hand on his shoulder, and say, “i have a personal story to tell you” while guiding him to the piece that evoked said personal story i don’t know how long they had known each other, but they got to know each other a little better in that museum ✨
THIS IS REAL!!! Feeble little horse continues to push the boundaries of their sound, this track really knows how to keep you on your toes in the perfect way.