at home again

I had quite a weekend last weekend. Went to NYC to shoot part I of my feature on DJ Rupture for the first episode of Share.tv. Rupture has a pretty sweet space in Sunset Park: cozy and neat, with not nearly as much intimidating stuff/gear as I would have expected. In fact, Rupture was a real adult, which was a relief. I'm editing now-- there's plenty of good bits in our interview about beat-matching and dj-ing, software, and what's more exciting, intellectually stimulating discussion about the need for visual feedback in electronic music, emotionally honest performance, and risk vs. spectacle onstage. This should be good! Tune into the show on February 17th to see it in its entirety. Big thanks to Thenji for her expertise on the shoot, and I hope I get to work with her again...

I stayed with Craniv, which was so much fun. Craniv and I have been friends since we were 4 years old: our parents are best friends, and we grew up in eachother's households together-- one of our parents holding tight to both of our hands as they whizzed us around the city everyday from one afterschool program to another (piano, German, painting, dance, circus arts).

Craniv was there when I got the chicken pox, when the house caught on fire, when the dog died, when I started smoking, when I graduated, when I graduated from the next thing, and now here we are today. Cranny Boy is an amazing painter and sculpter, who just returned from his first residency at this gallery in Maine, where he spent one month getting paid to paint and be adored. (His website is in the works, but here's where it's temporarily parked. Better pics of his works will be up within a few weeks.)


It was an incredibly positive weekend. I got our parents together, who spent all of Saturday evening giggling like two schoolgirls. Not only was that adorable, but I was so unspeakably moved to see my mother so happy. On Sunday, Craniv introduced me to his friend, fellow painter and video artist Kevin Yang, and we went to an opening on East Broadway.

Nothing much was happening there, except for a free beer, so the three of us chilled on the couch (which was the installation... all of it...) and watched some of Kevin's vids on his computer. (Was this rude?) They were pretty good, so I whipped out my thumb drive, and took them for my show. The transaction was unnaturally zippy and no-fuss: I wondered if he thought I was being pushy. But maybe that's just how Civilization 2.0 is supposed to work.

Got to catch up with old friends, and meet new ones. Was totally surprised to see Kentl at the Odessa Cafe, and glad to know her arm is healing nicely, foot-and-a-half long scar notwithstanding.


Next weekend, I come back. This time to shoot at MTAA's Over the Opening, where Kreigspiel premieres. Also, it's WYNA's BIRTHDAY so we're probably going to eat lots of meat in celebration!!!

Oh and BTW, I got the best shoes evar.


Bis bald...