And Away We Go.
This all started with an argument.
Eight years ago I went to hear some music at The Anchorage. I had a miserable time, and I wrote a snarky email to Creative Time's director Anne Pasternak about it. Lucky her.
But really, without sarcasm and with much gratitude, lucky me. Lucky me because Pasternak responded to my complaints in a way that led us away from an argument and into a dialogue about art that continues to this day. On her invitation I returned to The Anchorage a couple weeks later. I've been a fan and supporter of Creative Time ever since, from the caverns of The Anchorage to the dreamy signs at Coney Island to those two heart-holding lights in the sky.
So, here we are. I'm quite happy to be publicly recording my half of a dialogue that began eight years ago. As always, there's much goodness on Creative Time's expanding horizon: The Art Parade, The Plain of Heaven at the end of the High Line, and Jenny Holzer's For The City.
They have a lot of work to do, and--as usual--I'm going to be talking about it.
The posts below this one were originally posted on my blog, Heart As Arena. From here on out the money will be newly minted.
Eight years ago I went to hear some music at The Anchorage. I had a miserable time, and I wrote a snarky email to Creative Time's director Anne Pasternak about it. Lucky her.
But really, without sarcasm and with much gratitude, lucky me. Lucky me because Pasternak responded to my complaints in a way that led us away from an argument and into a dialogue about art that continues to this day. On her invitation I returned to The Anchorage a couple weeks later. I've been a fan and supporter of Creative Time ever since, from the caverns of The Anchorage to the dreamy signs at Coney Island to those two heart-holding lights in the sky.
So, here we are. I'm quite happy to be publicly recording my half of a dialogue that began eight years ago. As always, there's much goodness on Creative Time's expanding horizon: The Art Parade, The Plain of Heaven at the end of the High Line, and Jenny Holzer's For The City.
They have a lot of work to do, and--as usual--I'm going to be talking about it.
The posts below this one were originally posted on my blog, Heart As Arena. From here on out the money will be newly minted.
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