Empty Nest

The week­end is over, we’ve lost an hour, and our apart­ment is empty once more. Having Macyme & Jeremy, Kunta, and Albany Dan under one roof was exhil­a­rat­ing and exhausting.

There was debauch­ery on a grand scale, involv­ing bot­tles and bottle of wine, some truly ter­rific thai food cour­tesy Brown Sugar, and a bril­liant port­fo­lio show at Mas­sArt of printmakers’ work.

I have a new appre­ci­a­tion for the work of print­mak­ers – I think they occupy an odd mid­dle­ground between hands-​on artists like painters, and those of us inter­ested in design. Much of the work reminded me of the graphic design exhi­bi­tions I’ve attended in the past.

How­ever, to hear Jeremy describe using copper plates, inks, wood­cuts, and acid, I now realise how phys­i­cal his work is – espe­cially when con­trasted with the mental nature of my work. It makes me want to get my hands dirty.

UPDATE: An arti­cle in the Boston Pheonix, on the con­frence, which was called “Making His­to­ries: Rev­o­lu­tion and Rep­re­sen­ta­tion 2003“.