attempted to see matthew barney exhibit at the guggenheim today, forgetting that it's st. patrick's day and therefore, everything will go wrong. throngs of green chickenheads made the 6 train, the walk from lexington to 5th, and 5th avenue itself all crappy, then (after i bought my ticket) i found out that the theater was full and no, i couldn't stand. tried to walk to the met, but the streets were barricaded for the parade, and then i remembered that the met's freaking eurotrash hours means that it's closed on monday. the weather finally decided to be 70 degrees, and i got sweaty (i.e., cranky).
next time.
i started writing this:
why can't there be a decent site about art and artists? you google nan goldin and get things that use the phrase "homosexual underground" and still have the background-patterned left column that means it was last updated in 1997.
but bumped into this, which i looked at years ago and forgot about:
artandculture.com. do searches and remember when you used to click on links and get lost in the web.
posted March 17, 2003 in art, delivery, sex. 2005200420022001