Friday, March 30, 2012

Pardon my French

Just a taste of what I spend countless hours on each week:

"...That is, the intricate orchestration of literal and discursive sites that make up a nomadic narrative requires the artist as a narrator-protagonist. In some cases, this renewed focus on the artist leads to a hermetic implosion of (auto)biographical and subjectivist indulgences, and myopic narcissism is misrepresented as self-reflexivity."

It could be worse, yes, but I laughed out loud trying to get through the end of this paragraph.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Shoes You This Day: Spring


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          Spring Break at the Hirshhorn Sculpture Garden                                 A sea of pink confetti