all monsters and dust

10.12.03

So tonight I had one of those ubiquitous Let's meet at the Starbucks on X Street experiences where both parties think they've been stood up, but really they are waiting at two different Starbucks, two blocks away from each other. Except replace Starbucks on X Street with Java U by Concordia.

Also exceptionally, we managed to find each other, and went to the 60s exhibit. Some of the stuff was really interesting, especially the sections on architecture and media; but we left feeling vaguely dissatisfied. I suspect this was in large part due to the fact that the last room of the exhibit was actually a gift shop. Maybe this was a subversive way to reinforce the notion that consumerism and the production of cheap, disposable goods exploded in the 60s. But probably not. I like stuff from the 60s as much as the next pseudo-hippie, but having it there totally cheapened the experience. How completely, completely ironic.

Also disturbing were the tour guides. Prim little old French ladies in sweater sets, explaining how in a particular piece, "All these hearts are supposed to contain penises. The piece is called Heart-On, which is a play on the word 'hard-on.'" I am not making this up. We avoided the tour groups as much as freaking possible because they just made us feel so uncomfortable.

In other unrelated museum news, I think this installation would be really interesting to visit. (Holy insane interactivity!)
 




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"The mind of the thoroughly well informed [person] is a dreadful thing. It is like a bric-a-brac shop, all monsters and dust, and everything priced above its proper value."

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