Used part of my lunch hour to learn how to make these. Most productive thing I’ve probably done today for reasons. It made me happy to learn to make these. I like making things. And I wanted to do a rainbow one because of some posts I saw today by some very special ladies — monkeyfrog and sarkastickunt and for some other non-Tumblr friends. It also gave me a really cool idea for an art project. When you learn something new and focus your mind for even a few minutes, amazing things can spring out.
See that a current status photoset I tried to post on Sunday finally made an appearance on my dashboard. Ah, would that I were at an art fair today. Nope, inside my work box. And see that my senior manager scheduled the dress rehearsal for tomorrow’s presentation at the same time as the only other meeting I have scheduled today. Oh well.
My senior manger sends an email today to the woman organizing the internal event the presentation is for:
Subject: Additional Panelist
We did decide to add a secretary to our panel – T— V—. If it is too late to have her name on the agenda, I understand.
The organizer writes back:
Thanks. It is too late to add her name to the agenda. We will have a seat added to the panel and a tent card prepared.
Well, yeah, you kind of can’t wait until the last second to give her the names for something that we do annually and that you knew the exact date for weeks, maybe months ago. And you now are squeezing four speakers into less than half an hour meaning no one will remember any of you or what you say. But then maybe that’s the point.
Manager to organizer:
Thank you very much.
Organizer to manager:
A — Can you please send me your updated Powerpoint slides? Thank you.
Manager to me:
Part two of City as Canvas recap. One of my favorite parts of the exhibit was a black wall with paired quotes in stark white text. One quote saying something positive about graffiti and the other something negative. There are always multiple sides and opinions and having them there dispassionately with equal voice showed no bias and left it up to the viewer to decide … or at least contemplate the alternatives. Here were some of the thoughts:
"Graffiti is an act of vandalism. It burns me up to see graffiti on public buildings and great works of art" Thomas J. Cuite, city councilman, 1972
"I think [graffiti writers] are producing some of the best work by young artists today." Leo Castelli, Castelli Gallery, 1981
"I like graffiti." Andy Warhol, 1980
"That Andy Warhol, that stylish philistine, has said "I love graffiti" is almost enough reason to hate [it]." Paul Theroux, New York Magazine, 1982
"Graffiti writing is a school for crime. Graffiti has been shown statistically to lead directly to harder crimes … to ignore this fact is to do a serious injustice to the public." Sanford Garelik, city council president, 1977
"The most significant thing about graffiti was not their destructiveness but their cohesion, bringing together a whole generation of lower-class kids in an experience which is affirmative and delinquent at the same time." Richard Goldstein, New York Magazine, 1973
"Vandalism? How can you possible vandalize the subways? Anything those kids do is a great big plus." Elizabeth Baker, Managing Editor Art in America, 1973
"The handwriting is on the wall … and the ceiling, floor, seat, door, window. It is day-glo bright and multicolored, sometimes obscene, always offensive. The New York Times, September 16, 1972
From my collection of things I wanted to share but didn’t have time to when the exhibit was still open, I present part one of two showing some images from the City as Canvas exhibit at the Museum of the City of New York, a collection from Martin Wong, perhaps the first, maybe the only serious collector of graffiti artists’ black books starting back in the 1970s. When he was diagnosed with AIDS, Wong, an artist himself, donated his vast collection of street art to the museum. See more about the exhibit here.
Staying in this building means that they will be moving people constantly for the next four years. Everyone will move off of a floor, that floor will be gutted and rebuilt, and then people will move onto it. We have about 10 floors plus another two with the conference and dining facilities. This should be fun. I had hoped we would move somewhere else. Sometimes a fresh start is good.
I held a door for someone as I was leaving the building and they were truly surprised. That’s kind of sad. The smallest pleasantries are considered remarkable. Maybe the world just needs to go back to kindergarten.
It is a very blustery day. 'What day is it?’ asked Pooh. ‘It’s today,’ squeaked Piglet. ‘My favorite day,’ said Pooh.
Just learned that my firm signed to stay in the building we are currently in for another 15 years. I sincerely hope that I am not here for the duration of the new lease.
Now that we know we are staying maybe I can get some managers to make some decisions that were on hold because of the uncertainty. LOL Who am I kidding. Same place. Same batty everything. We go in circles. But they aren’t even amusing circles like the horse tornado/carousel I saw this past weekend. Dizzying all the same.
Three managers I was supposed to help work on an important presentation that is to be delivered in 48 hours have yet to get together about the presentation. Oh well. Clearly I mistyped when I typed Important in front of presentation. They can just say the same crap they do every year that they have already been told by past attendees isn’t what they need. First impressions last.
I think it might be coffee o’clock. I have been making a point of leaving the building and taking a walk around lunchtime. And hey, would ya look at the time. BRB
I think the schematics and sketches and tile samples from the Guastavino exhibit were as beautiful as any art I’ve seen on a gallery wall.
This is not a bad representation of one of my current projects. People need to stick with a name. I am linking database tables that have all sorts of variations. One table is last name first, another is first name first, some people have variations of their first name, some want to use a second name as their first name and some even have variations (beyond the I’m married and hyphenated variety) of their last names. Names are slippery critters.