A dream about maps, about tracking progress, which may connect to why I feel off track. A series of small things awaken my distress: computers and phone and cameras acting up, things being misplaced, missing my flight. Alone, they are not much, together they make me feel like things are slipping away out of control…. Continue Reading
Tag Archives: travel
I stared at art…
…now I’m heading home. I could say that I’m an idiot who waited too long to get on the tube to get to Heathrow, thus missing his flight and having to pay lots of money to get on the next one, but if things had been normal with the trains I would have made it… Continue Reading
Brixton, and work is never done…
Tired, that’s me. You always think there will be leisure and then there isn’t. Ran into Brixton this morning for a quick look around the arcades. They’ve changed a huge amount since I was there last in ’92. BBut what I thought would be a free day of shopping and socializing has turned back into… Continue Reading
Waterloo
It was a day of rail travel and discussion, and phone drainage and a little confusion. But also a day of learning a great amount and meeting new colleagues, which made it rewarding and exhausting. More discussion, and trains, on the morrow. Tags: icp, london, teaching, travel
Here’s what I see…
Looking out the window of my room in south London. The flight here was quick, thanks to some solid sleep but but I’m still having that mid afternoon hit by a truck jet lag feeling. The train from Heathrow into town was a little complicated, since London Underground is following the same charming pattern that… Continue Reading
Fold ‘em
Great afternoon of poker yesterday, and even though I ended the game down, it was worth it for the companionship and home made pizza. On the airtrain to JFK now to ship out to London for a bit. Next post comes from across the drink. Tags: friends, poker, travel
Pull pull pull it together…
Three things that are good: hitting a goal, a long hot shower and depositing a paycheck. I have to remember to send some of my old clothes on their way: I’ve been changing shape a bit lately, so I’ve picked up a bunch of new clothes, but I still have quite a few of the… Continue Reading
Hello, I must be going…
Today I truck off to San Francisco again for a few days of teaching and lecturing. I’m sure that there’s a ton of things I’m forgetting, which will become apparent the first second I sit down on the plane. Ah my swirling mind. Tags: daily photo, travel, work
What’s on tonight?
Taking the bus back to NYC. My stay at Cornell was longer than my last one by about 23 hours, but it was still far from leisurely. I met with six graduate students, gave a long-winded lecture and had a stellar Indian meal. Hardly a single moment to shop. Last night I dropped off to… Continue Reading
From the air…
Heading back. Much of my mind is still in the gallery, thinking about how things went together. Hard to know when to stop. more than anything else, I feel grateful for the chance to work this way, grateful for the ability and opportunity to change something publicly. Risk and risky are terms thrown around in… Continue Reading