When Attitudes Become Form* [Bern 1969/Venice 2013](Post 3)
Another highlight of the show was this recreation of Walter De Maria’s “Art by Telephone.” There was a great selection of ephemera and archival materials from Getty Foundation at the Fondazione Prada. In that section, I found a letter to original curator Harald Szeeman from De Maria after the 1969 show said that De Maria had called seven times and no one picked up so there was no phone bill to be paid!
I once got roaringly drunk with Walter De Maria’s nephew in college. It’s a small, weird world.
Tonight my stepdad (who is an exceptional cook) gave my stepbrother and I a Skype cooking lesson resulting in the best meal I’ve ever made with my own two hands: sweet potato & caramelized onion flautas with pico de gallo, salsa verde, refried beans, roasted mushrooms, and guacamole. Darrell and Michelle came over with a six-pack of Sierra Nevada Summerfest and helped me test the results, and none of us were disappointed.
Let me get mushy for a second here: the food was amazing, but the real treat was to spend time with my mom and stepdad (in Rochester) and my stepbrother (in Sacramento) doing something we all love and feeling connected even though we’re all in different corners of the country. Technology is mindblowing and my family is wonderful and I don’t know, kids, go hug someone you love tonight, because I am in a damn good mood.
Sometimes we torment the cat. (Don’t worry, we gave her the shrimp afterward to make up for it.)
He Solo’d me.
The bastard Solo’d me.