So....I get a few willing friends and we decided to go all Mickey Rooney and put together a pop up gallery exhibition. It will be on October 18th in the historic Farrs Building on the Northside which I have found out was at one point in its history a shoe store.This particular location is still in its raw state, translation - wear smart shoes. The goal is that the space will be a character or influence in the evening's art work. I have done this type of guerilla exhibition before in both Hoboken, NJ ('87) and Newark, NJ ('96 - '04ish). This however is the first time I am working with a corporate sponsor. Where it not for my dear friend negotiating both parties I would expect to be screwed completely because I am working with a developer. (land vampire not cool like a landshark)
SO....This has caused me to gaze into my navel and ponder (one of my 8 yr old vocabulary words this week) the idea of space - space as a commodity (duh), as a state of mind~ as a blank canvas ~as a tool~ as a weapon~ as a definition of who we are and where we begin and end. The tensions created by interior and exterior of shared and secretive and the terrain of identity formation (mmm one of my favorite bailiwicks).