And a fitting exhibit for the New Museum, with its disorienting acoustic design and layout. I’m outside the museum for a second visit - staring up at his Ghost Ship that hangs over the Bowery, a street that is already confusing at most hours of the day and night.
Inside in a new piece, Chris Burden has balanced his 1974 Porsche with a 400 lb. meteorite bought off eBay. Obviously related to his 1974 performance art “Trans-fixed” where he was nailed to his Volkswagen, the new piece reminds me of the Hanging Man in the Tarot deck. The card can be dealt either way, so the character is either balancing with one knee up in what looks like an active yogic meditation or hanging from one foot. In Norse mythology, this figure is Odin and his expression is closer to the ecstasy of knowledge - he receives the runes while he is suspended - than anguish. Odin dies, but the knowledge brings him back to life. Some say the knowledge saves him. Perhaps it’s that he made the decision that knowledge was worth death, there was joy in the transmission of the runes, and letting go of one life meant another one was possible.
There are absurdly small victories grabbed for at the street level: correct coffee orders, a seat on the train for a few stops. We could let go. See if we know what clutch really means.
A few more days
A final Hi meeting
The local neighborhood bar has a quiet time between six and nine. It is a place that specializes in coffee, beer and seasonal menus. There is just enough of each for a satisfying snack and effective buzz. After the time when the laptop lids close and before the social gatherings start -- there is a sort of twilight*. Often this time is a fugitive ground rife with creative inspiration and meditative work -- of the kind that results in personal reward.*twilight may refer to civil, nautical or astronomical variety depending on your social or terrestrial condition
A man positions his mouse on the edge of his browser window. He clicks, holds and drags the viewport first left then right. The content of a video game promo micro site responds and adapts to the available space. To the man, this is more delightful than the game itself.
A man laboriously moves his piano down three levels onto the subway platform. Classic vocals and strided chords -- he played so well I swore he was blind. Oblivious to the heat on that August stage, he was most in touch with his audience -- whom he elevated with his music.
A woman should do exactly as she pleases no matter what a man may think.
As the Dalai Lama once said, "It is a time when there is much in the window, but nothing in the room."
"No one understands me," she said. Her grandmother was silent for a minute. It seemed she was searching for an answer in the star speckled sky. "But no one understands anyone in this world, darling. We are all unique. It is what gives us a sense of wonder."