And one more thing for the day....
I am in the Exit Art show called "It's Not Easy", part of their SEA (Social Environmental Aesthetics) exhibitions.
Up till August 29th.
Here is the link:
Exit Art

J. G. Ballard. Autopsy of the new millennium
An interesting show, that being in Spain I will miss.
"This exhibition offers an itinerary through Ballard's creative universe: his times and obsessions, his dissection of the secret keys of the contemporary, the traces of his own life in his fictional body of work, his artistic and literary referents, and his precise, disenchanted intuitions of a future life governed by the concepts of aseptic dystopia and disaster."
Ballard Exhibition

Artist-in-Residency at Platte Cove this fall.
I am really excited about spending a week at Platte Cove this October. This is part of the Catskill Center for Conservation and Development arts program. Artists are invited to spend time in this lovely cabin doing whatever it takes to be inspired to create new works, whether writing, visual arts, music etc. No restrictions or expectations except to create. I will be there for four days and plan to spend most of the time outside photographing a project I have been fighting with for a while. No running water, only an outhouse. No phones, no internet, hardly an cellphone service. Just the woods and your self. But luckily Dora will be able to join me. Hope she behaves.
The orientation was in June and it was amazing the surrounding landscape. Waterfalls, steep trails, deep valleys, cliffs, mountains, streams, pools of clear water and full of wildlife. And being there in the early-mid fall season will be even more inspiring. It is funny though how disconnected we sometimes become from nature. A few of the fellow artists who will be at the cabin (at different times) were also at the orientation. It was interesting to see how people from different situations navigate walking and moving through the woods. We climbed down to the foot of the falls, and I started to coin a term in my head called "city legs". Despite the fact that the trail wasn't too difficult, many people found it "scary and treacherous" and had to be helped down. Some were older, but some were very physically fit. It was such an alien landscape with dirt, roots, mud, rocks, steep inclines etc, that they couldn't easily physical adjust from concrete. Though god knows their are plenty of broken up sideswalks in NYC to negotiate. It was more how overwhelming nature can start to feel. A realization that we have strayed so far from the womb that when we find ourselves nearby again, we feel like awkward children. We are not at ease. It takes a while to recall our instincts and start to trust them.