It’s sweet to be home after our whirlwind trip, but weird, especially seeing the dog again – he looked at me like “Where the fuck were you? I was looking for you for two weeks!” when I fed him this morning, but he didn’t destroy all the corn I planted this season, yet…
We saw so much stuff that I barely had time to post about it, especially the art related stuff, as that usually involves a ton of Photoshop processing and/or a ton of writing. So there’s a ton of art coming soon. Hell, there’s a ton more barbecue coming soon. We ate so much barbecue that I’m kind of worried about having a heart attack when I get back to the gym. And are eggs good or bad for you again? Cause I’ve been eating like three dozen a week for the past two weeks. If you could barbecue eggs (I’m sure there’s a way!) I probably would have eaten six dozen.
Even with all the stuff that we’ve seen on multiple road trips, there’s still so many places to go and see. Anyone who wants to pay me to drive around the country, take photos, eat Waffle House and riff on America, let me know.
at top – Damien Hirst’s End Game, as installed at the Museum of Fine Arts Houston. This one’s for you, Ally. If you look closely or zoom in you can see Michele and I reflected in the piece. Being Damien Hirst almost seems like a painfully easy thing to be – if you’re so inclined. FYI, The MFAH has a pleasantly draconian photo policy, but they have a fantastically wonderful “barely any docents to see you taking pictures policy” that really compliments it.
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Glad you made it back without too much arterial hardening!
That’s so great that you snuck a picture so it looks like you are in the case.
Yeah– the stuff seems so facile, doesn’t it? Even moreso in person I realized.
My arteries feel rock solid – I haven’t even gotten to the meat of the barbecue photos!