PICA Day 35: half way
Been sick this week. Exhaustion I think - so tired and nauseous - definitely not pregnant - and am now feeling better after three days in bed so i guess exhaustion. Crazy busy day in the gallery today. The Outskirts festival is on outside so lots of people are taking advantage of another glorious Perth day in the city centre to get some “culture” at PICA. So first chance to sit has been at 3.30.
Susanne, bee/ant researcher & Yuri, musician/writer, came in for the first time, then Lyndall & Warren spent an hour hanging out and so lovely to have tea & talk art as text, art as making, art as embodied knowledge and how the last 100 years of art thinking has somehow missed popular culture. I think the cultural references I am making with this work are obvious, but I am so close and it seems not. People want me to explain it, some before they have even explored the room. I have been, but I think I will ask them to check it out and then explain it to me before I volunteer anything.
I am having another day laughing at the “turtle effect” where people poke their heads around the wall to see if they want to come in before actually entering the space. I can hear the floor creak on the other side of the wall before anyone appears as well so I get warning and people kind of sidle in. Art galleries are so like libraries in that these are public spaces for whispering. I get why for libraries, but that response in a gallery is fascinating and kind of perplexing. Lucky for me Pilar & Tarryn’s show is loud with music so the gallery doesn’t have as much of the aura of hushed awe as usual.
Tiff & Lisa just showed up as well - ayeeee another cup of tea! so lovely tho & they are off to get me a burger! awesome.
I bought some clothes at a couple of the Outskirt stalls and have been parading through the room accompanied by Drosophila flurries whenever I pass their vessel. The Daphnia water trembles whenever I draw near…
Am waiting for swiss skype - where are you my monkeys?