09.22.07

Systems

Posted by Lulu at 8:39 pm in "reality"

Pompous, presumptuous, pretentious, okay. Let’s go.

I used to be, and still am (though to a lesser degree… I stopped caring so much), obsessed with systems. How do you function? Why do you believe what you believe? Why are you standing there talking to me?

The most fun I’ve had in college so far happened on the day I found a communist behind a table on the street. This was fun. Yes, fun.

I got into an argument with the man. No, I wasn’t trying to change his views, or shoot him down. I wasn’t even angry or frustrated with him. I just wanted to know what the hell would drive him to spend many hours in the hot sun on the streets of New York standing behind a table angrily waving fliers in the faces of passersby.

 In the end, I figured out two things:

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09.16.07

modern art

Posted by Lulu at 10:40 am in "reality", and college

okay, this is how it goes.

I went to the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), where the Richard Serra exhibit was showing. Basically, this man decides that he doesn’t care about how his art turns out. No, the important thing is the process of creating it.

It’s actually okay. There were giant slabs of metal. There were rubber belts. There were a lot of huge walls that curved. Walking through them made me feel safe, then enclosed, then trapped, and then I’d been walking through them for so long (and was slightly hungover) that I reached this strange state of… not really being able to process anything. Read the rest of this entry »

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