Almost two weeks ago I went to see Lexia's graduation-related show gallery at 26th Street and 11th Avenue.
26th Street and 11th Avenue.
That is about as middle of nowhere as you can get in Manhattan and there is no easy way to get there if you're not taking a cab. I took the 14D Bus to 18th and West and then it was time to walk forever.
The Far West Side, it's a combination of desolation
and sidewalk art
And buildings gazing at each other with brown, imperturbable faces
As you may or may not remember or know, Lexia was my intern on the Personal Best project and just finished working on her, uhm, Masters of Video Art? at SVA. So she was playing her video art magnum opus there in the gallery with all the other grad students.
Someone had built this mirrored cubes with lights and things inside where you were supposed to where black robes, for some reason. The artist responsible was explaining it to me a little, but I would have understood more if I knew Japanese.
Something I did understand was this big 3D (you put on glasses) picture.
Turns out that the gallery was on the fifteenth floor of a big old building and it had a serious terrace with a serious terrace
Oh, Far West Side, you are so different