I was asked to take note of the people visiting the 9/11 Memorial. Here’s what I noted:
On December 7th, 2015 my friend and I went to the Bowery’s Premier Poetry Night (at the Bowery Poetry Club). It was quite the experience. Allow me to elaborate:
Unfortunately, I was unable to make it to Macaulay Snapshot Day. Fortunately, all of the photos are online! Although I definitely missed out on seeing all of the photos printed and put on the wall—especially in the curators cohesive arrangement of them, I can still conclude that I benefited from seeing the varying perspectives of the Macaulay Class of 2019, which I’m sure were only exemplified in being displayed inside a museum.
My photo was taken outside the Avenue H subway station (Q line), which is about ten minutes away from my apartment. Usually there are people sitting in these chairs, but I was too afraid to attempt to capture them. Instead, I captured the lonely mood of isolated chairs. To be honest, I find my photograph to be somewhat strange because the chairs outside the station remind of love and community. I guess that demonstrates the power of a camera. And a black and white photograph. 🙂
December 14, 2015
Dear Professor Ugoretz,
I hope my project doesn’t confuse you too much. Allow me to explain:
I was on the subway with a friend—a couple of weeks after Michael Grohman came to visit—when I noticed a man sleeping on the opposite side of the subway car. The manner in which he was sleeping immediately reminded me of Picasso’s The Old Guitarist. I told my friend just that but she wasn’t familiar with the painting. And so I took out my phone and attempted to capture the image of this man. Somehow I successfully took a photo of him because a moment later the train stopped, jolting the man awake. Continue reading
Unfortunately, my Thursday night bio lab prevented me from attending all of the scheduled performances this semester— all except for Henry IV. I must say I thoroughly enjoyed the play. And I am convinced that had it not been the only performance I was present for, it would be my favorite. So many elements of the play appealed to me: the modern take on Shakespeare, the all-female cast, the prison setting, the unconventional props and the interactive stage. I have to admit: anytime the swag of contemporary thugs is satirized, I am immediately amused. And the experience was only enhanced by the excellent portrayal of King Henry IV, Prince Harry and most especially, Hotspur. Honestly, watching them perform made me earnestly wish I was an actress on that stage. Ultimately, I can describe the concept of this play— this reimagined version of Henry IV—in one word: smart. It radiated cleverness. I really admire that.
At first glance, I noticed the historical elements in this artwork that contrasted the surrounding nature. The great degree of craftsman ship was evident. It wasn’t until I read the title of the project—Who will measure the space, who will tell me the time?—that I thought to look for the message within the columns. Apparently, there is a “story inspired by fictional tales” within each one. I examined one column, but I’m afraid the story was too complex for me to understand fully. However, I did gather this much from the art: as time goes on, some objects lose their functionality, but gain the ability to measure the past in terms of their historical significance.
There was this one time in high school when I got really excited, and then not so much. My art teacher had arranged for my class to see the Kehinde Wiley exhibition at the Brooklyn Museum, but then the trip turned out be on the same day as my registration advising session for Macaulay. It was a real bummer, but everything worked out in the end. With this trip to the Brooklyn Museum, the college got a chance to make up for wronging me in the past. Although, the Kehinde Wiley exhibition was no longer there. :/
I think part of what really makes a museum experience meaningful is the group of people you experience the museum with. I had a good group so…shout out to my group. You know who you are.
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