the longest weekend ever.
i'm back! yay!
friday night: the joey seeman reception was amazing. a few sales and a great crowd. i'd post a picture, except the memory card to my digital camera fell out after i dropped the thing and the latch came loose. (trust me, i have retraced my steps numerous times) after the reception.... to the cosmic cup and purgatory.
saturday night: the slumber party! eva had several little friends over for movies and pizzas and fake tattoos. at one point, i seriously had the impression that paul and i were out numbered and if they could organize amongst themselves, we'd have been had. the kids partied pretty late and awoke on sunday morning no later than 6:45 AM. we let them run wild for a bit before we finally grumbled out of bed.
sunday: the family party! my whole family and paul's whole family came over to celebrate eva and my dad's birthdays. then we sat up and watched the oscars and lamented the fact that we haven't seen hardly any movies.
glad monday is here. nyddia and i got a lot done today, organizationally. we make huge strides every day and are accomplishing more together than either one of us could separately. and we both know it.
Monday, February 28, 2005 @ 05:55 PM my family | comments > 6972
happy birthday eva
eva is six today. i can hardly believe it. she's literally grown up in front of our eyes. i know every last parent on the planet must say this, but i remember her being a tiny baby! vividly. the whole time i was pregnant with her, paul and i kept asking each other, "what are we going to do with a baby, we don't know anything about babies." i don't think i'd even changed a nappy before miss eva.
everyone who knows eva, knows she's smart beyonnd her years and charming and just so funny to be around. she's loving with her brother. she loves music and books and making things with her hands. she's just great. i adore her.
the slumber party is tomorrow. i think we might be insane. six little kids because she is six. complete with pizza and movies. needless to say, she's ecstatic.
Friday, February 25, 2005 @ 09:47 AM my family | comments > 1577
joey seeman at the magnolia
Pigeon-Stone Project at the Magnolia
presents:
"The Unhappy Hour"
new paintings by Joey Seeman
opening reception friday, february 25
6:30-8:30
upstairs in the bar of the Magnolia Theatre
mckinney@lemmon in the fabulous west village.
featuring:
~jilted lovers and disgruntled bar patrons~
we hang the show tomorrow, although i got to see the work at his house a couple weeks ago.
it's good stuff. i think i might want one.
article in this week's Observer.
Wednesday, February 23, 2005 @ 06:00 PM gallery events | comments > 1959
boring fluff
i've been trying so hard not to post boring fluff, but saturday night was my first time to purgatory. and it was fun.
Sunday, February 20, 2005 @ 10:21 PM | comments > 515
2.18.05 : ROY G BIV : John Miller
2.18.05 IR Gallery. John Miller.
seven to nine pm, reception for John Miller. Mind bogglingly cool new poppy paintings. i looooooove them. when i look at them closely, i have no earthly idea how he painted them. show hangs through 3.12.05.
reggae dub and red stripe. hell yeah.
Saturday, February 19, 2005 @ 01:58 AM gallery events | comments > 930
nieto fine art
tonight i photographed one of those semi-high-profile-art-events.... not like IR Gallery... as in I can't show off the tattoo and I sure as hell can't be the star-diva. Just the photographer, hired help. Great fun though. Some of Nyddia and mine's favorite Dallas artists were showing tonight at Nieto Fine Art and of course they know I love their work. Nyddia took this picture of Patrick Rhodes and me. He'll be showing new work in March at IR Gallery. how cool is that?
and here's what happens when Nyddia and I get bored and the event is over and I still have shots to kill:
and later at nikita, dallas' most packed after hours establishments:
yeah, i have a great job.
Saturday, February 19, 2005 @ 01:24 AM | comments > 1366
10 theory
the tenth song on most cd's is typically one of the best.
case in point: Sgt Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band: the tenth song is Lovely Rita.
Thursday, February 17, 2005 @ 01:30 PM proof that i'm a nerd | comments > 1106
adventures in v-day
hallmark holidays don't do it for me. love happens year round in our house. :)
anyhoo, today nyddia, stephen lapthisophon and i spent the day photographing, picnicing, talking, checking out grant's show for this weekend..... i actually had a great time. felt like i was ditching school or something. we even got stopped by the dart cops and everything trying to make our way to the train tracks.
rufus, our dart cop was incredibly nice and even walked out to the tracks with us.
i keep trying upload this other awesome picture i took of nyddia's heels next to the cop car, but it won't load for some reason. alas. you'll have to take my word for it: it's funny.
Monday, February 14, 2005 @ 05:53 PM | comments > 549
darger
omg, i have to go see this film about henry darger.
Friday, February 11, 2005 @ 09:31 PM | comments > 8573
another continental teaser
another nic picture. i printed a few up last night for him. the scary part is i haven't touched the other artists' pics yet. i haven't even shot all the work for the show yet. ack. not a complaint, just an observation. i plan on doing some magical lith juice on about 25 of these artists' studio photographs..... i always print up proofs of the one i actually might want to lith and i don't know if i'm using this one or not. maybe.
Friday, February 11, 2005 @ 12:45 PM | comments > 1847
christo and jeanne-claude
i don't watch much tv, but i saw a blurb about a story airing tonight on nightline featuring the gates and christo and jeanne-claude and thought i might tune in. too bad our nyc gallery trip is out. there was a chance we were going to get to see it. bummer. this is the kind of thing that when you look at it, you can almost feel. like closing your eyes and being on the very top of a mountain.
Friday, February 11, 2005 @ 11:02 AM | comments > 430
no place to hide
this was terribly enlightening. sat in the car and listened to the whole thing. surely i'm not that interesting.
Thursday, February 10, 2005 @ 03:48 PM | comments > 68
research
Monday, February 07, 2005 @ 11:59 PM | comments > 330
super bowl party
it's great being in a circle of people that seriously don't care about football in the same way that we don't. the party we went to..... kids ran around wild, lots of food and beer, the game was on, but uh, no one was watching. a small crowd gathered when paul mccartney played, but other than that groups of people just sat on the porch and talked while erykah badu played in the kitchen....
it's funny, no one even knew who was playing. no one. (i know, because i kept asking, like that bit of 'trivia' would help in in a conversation tomorrow or something) new-england-something-or-other-maybe?? here's the thing: we all just want to have a sense of community and have tonight not be like any other sunday night. everyone else in the country is having a great time and partying and getting together.... why can't we? the game being on was simply obligatory.... so just in case sir paul had a wardrobe malfunction, we would know about it.
Sunday, February 06, 2005 @ 09:51 PM | comments > 312
IR Gallery : Tonight
Hal Samples shows work as a part of the hero to zero project. Profits from the show go to Central Dallas Ministries to benefit the homeless. Reception tonight at IR Gallery from 7-9 PM. Complimentary wine served.
bad ass.
Saturday, February 05, 2005 @ 02:48 PM gallery events | comments > 500
photoblog update
just added the pictures from our trip out to my grandma's ranch. they ain't typical christmas pics, but so what. it was hot and sunny and beautiful! check them out here.
Friday, February 04, 2005 @ 11:42 AM | comments > 153
jiri
jiri in the back of the truck on our christmas trip to the ranch:
he's so cute i can't stand it.
Thursday, February 03, 2005 @ 11:20 AM my family | comments > 388
excerpt
excerpt from Air Guitar by Dave Hickey.....
"First: Art is not a commodity. It has no intrinsic value or staple application. Corn is a commodity, and so is long-distance service, since the operative difference between bushels of corn and minutes of long-distance service is the price. Price distinguishes commodities that are otherwise similar and destabilizes the market, whereas price likens works of art that are dissimilar and stabilzes the market. When I trade a work by Kenny Price for a work by John Baldessari, as I did once, I am not conducting a commodity transaction, I am hopefully engaging in a subtle negotiation of analogous social value.
Second: Art and money never touch. They exist in parallel universes of value at comprable levels of cultural generalization: Art does nothing to money but translate it. Money does nothing to art but facilitate its dissemination and buy the occasional box of Wheaties for the artist or art dealer. Thus, when you trade a piece of green paper with a picture on it, signed by a bureaucrat, for a piece of white paper with a picture on it, signed by an artist, you haven't bought anything, since neither piece of paper is worth anything. You have translated your investment and your faith from one universe to another."
later....
"Money is the emblem of the risks you're willing to take to have a say in the way something looks. If you don't take risks, if you only confirm the prescience of previous investors, you aquire no power, create no constituancies, and have no effect. ... In order to have any say at all, then, one must take risks and do so persuasively, and continue to do so."
anybody want to buy me the book? the gallery address is fine for shipping. link.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005 @ 05:10 PM finds | comments > 1465
library card
eva: hey! how come caillou gets a library card?! he's four and i'm five.
me: oh, that. he lives in canada. they don't do it that way in dallas.
eva: oh.
pause.
eva: can we move to canada?
Wednesday, February 02, 2005 @ 10:53 AM my family | comments > 535
pigeon-stone project announcements
Pigeon-Stone Project is expanding!
Pigeon-Stone Project is an organization of arists and curators working together to build a stronger foundation in the local art scene. As founders of this project, Sarah Jane Semrad and Nyddia Hannah search for opportunities for artists to gain exposure, and beginning curators to gain experience in the practice.
If you are an artist in Dallas (or surrounding area) and are looking for an opportunity for your art to gain exposure, please submit a portfolio of recent work that we can keep (a labeled cd or a labeled printout) including an artist statement and bio, to:
Pigeon-Stone Project
P.O. Box 191089-369
Dallas, TX 75219
-or-
make a drop-off Saturday between 1-5:
IR Gallery
830 Exposition Avenue, Suite 103
Dallas, Texas 75226
www.irgallery.net
further:
If you are an aspiring curator in Dallas (or surrounding area) and are looking to gain experience in the practice, please send a resume to:
pigeonstoneproject@whatartindallas.com
Pigeon-Stone Project locations include:
Continental Gallery (Deep Ellum)
Magnolia Bar (WestVillage)
Sozo Salon (Travis Walk)
Zeo Salon (Knox-Henderson)
Cafe Izmir (Downtown)
...and growing! Six more to be added in February. Locations include Mockingbird Station, Uptown, Deep Ellum....
If you have questions, call 214-497-4640.
Thanks!
Sarah Jane Semrad and Nyddia Hannah
Tuesday, February 01, 2005 @ 06:12 PM | comments > 247
ok, i finally watched the movie
friday night lights. was it really like that? uh, i guess. some things were so right on it was ridiculous. the mania? yeah, it was really like that. the graveling girls giving their football players sweets? yep. the packed stadium? indeed. the solemn drama in the field house before games? i have no idea, but probably.
some things were just so wrong, it irked me everytime i saw them..... things like the sign with all the championships listed on it.... that thing wasn't at ratliff. it was at the school, over the marching band practice area. but whatever. further, the in-town rivalry between permian and odessa high school wasn't touched on at all. those poor kids from ohs. slighted once again. tsk-tsk.
my experience was one of the lone band girl, standing there looking all confused about the game and half-heartedly cheering whenever something good happened. football eludes me completely: i have no idea what a 'first down' is or any of that stuff. i don't even know enough to say i don't know what something is. i only dated a football player my sophomore year and he was a senior. super cute too. sometime i'll write about the time he asked me out, i swear it happened in slow motion. none of the football guys my age would have anything to do with me, which sucked because i secretly wanted to be popular and know about football and such. guess it wasn't in my cards. wahoo!
i liked the movie, i suppose, but only because i went to that school. (which is so freakin' bizarre) this is turning out to be a terrible review of a mildly terrible movie. fitting, i guess.
{disclaimer: i was born in odessa and moved away at age 5 or so. lived many many places and ended up back in odessa for 10-12 grades, just in time to graduate high school with kids i was in pre-k with. i can't with any good conscious claim odessa as my home, thank god, but i lived there long enough to grasp at a point of view. if i get time, i'll scan in my quote from my senior year book. gawd, it's funny.}
