union protesters picketed the whitney's VIP reception to express their displeasure over the 2012 biennial's ties to sotheby's. their props - giant duct-taped hats shaped like padlocks, a man-sized auctioneer's mallet with which they flailed at the douche-queue, a scabby-dwarfing fat cat - were unusually well-constructed, and i thought for fifteen minutes or so that they were an installation.
"i never eat or drink anything at these events," joe said with disdain. i addressed a few shards of fancy cheese on his behalf.
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Did Purpy behave?
i bunted and wore flat oxfords, so i was fine. purpy did talk me out of wearing fishnets with said flat oxfords, but i think reason would've done that anyway.
Well they did have several installation pieces included this year, correct? The confusion is understandable.
Does Joe not eat or drink out of solidarity or dislike of free food? Because cheap free wine + cheese are enough of a reason for me to go to much less interesting events. Despite now being old enough to afford to buy my own cheap wine + cheese.
there were some installations, and they were largely of the performative sort; i'm sorry to say i found them less interesting than i did the protest (we really were spoiled by the installations at the park aveneu armory a few biennials ago). i don't know that i'll ever be a big interpretive dance fan.
as far as i could tell, joe's cheese-aversion is some sort of persephone/underworld thing; he actually really likes the whitney, and often supports the causes of the various shindigs he has to attend in a work capacity; i think the association with work coats the whole business in shadow, though. i'm with you, and make a point to at least try the free cheap wine, on principle. what would the opposite of the persephone lesson be? pica? gastro-hoarding?
I guess the opposite lesson would be BYOB/pomegranates, always.
Oh, and I have finally given up pretending to myself that I ever like interpretative dance, although I'll still sit through a performance if I know someone involved and I'll make appreciative noises afterwards.
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