|Grey Magazine #6, spring / summer 2012 (via)|
I'm still alive, counting the hours until this semester is over, then I can concentrate on work (and two very exciting projects I gotta keep mum about) and then I can start summer school, and then the next semester after that. If you're feeling peckish in the reading sort of way, here is a review I wrote of the Hannah Wilke show at Gallery Paule Anglim. I have a hard time talking about feminist art, so here I just took that language problem and ran with it.
The thought of putting together an attractive outfit before going out into the world makes me feel like the women in these photos - when you're so close to losing it, a parking ticket can make you collapse. I don't have a car, but...you know what I mean. I did manage to don some festive footwear and meet the girls at the Golden Collective sale in the mission last night. I purchased a pretty new dress and downed several glasses of champagne before tottering home in time to take some stabs at editing a research paper. I'm hoping to be back on some regular posting schedule by next week. Who knows? I may even shower at some point.
But no promises.