Only one and a half days left of the NY trip! So sad...
Here is today's recap:
We started out workshopping our reviews. I was with Michael Kimmelman, the chief art critic for the NY Times. Crazy, right? He was fantastic. He pointed out all this stuff that needed to be tweaked in our reviews, while still somehow making me feel like I'm a halfway decent writer. And I agreed with everything he suggested. I suppose that's what happens when you spend a couple decades honing your craft: you end up knowing your shit. Hopefully I will find time to fiddle with the Kimsooja review and post it here again.
We had lunch with the critics (the other two were Alex Ross, chief music critic for The New Yorker, and Megan O'Rourke, culture editor for Slate.com). Lunch was also great, as conversation with Kimmelman came easily and we all found plenty to say. It's really inspiring to meet all these prolific people in my own field. It really gives me hope that I will one day end up with a career that I adore, though I do recognize that getting to that place will take a lot of time and hard work and putting myself out there.
After lunch we had almost an hour and a half to kill, so I got to take a much-needed nap. Then we went to the Studio Museum in Harlem, which was having an exhibit on African comics. I was actually going to check out the exhibit last time I was in the city (about four weeks ago), but didn't have time. I also read an article about African comics in the most recent issue of Zink Magazine, which made me want to see it even more. The museum is actually closed on Mondays and Tuesdays, but they opened up just for our class for two hours today, and gave us a discussion with the director, Thelma Golden, who was wonderfully articulate and had so much to say. I only wish we'd had more time, because I wanted to read all the comics and there were a ton. Also, most of them are in French, which I can read, but it takes about three times longer than reading the same thing in English. I may actually go back Wednesday just to buy the catalogue of the comics, even though the book is ridiculously expensive. I love comics so much, and these African ones are something totally new and unique for me, so I have to have them. It's a compulsion.
We had dinner at "Sylvia's Restaurant," which is apparently a famous institution. It was certainly the best soul food I've ever had. And there was so much! It was unlimited cornbread, fried chicken, fried fish, barbeque ribs, collard greens, spicy rice, potato salad, and then banana pudding with crumbly stuff for dessert. It was SO GOOD. I definitely gorged myself silly on cornbread.
Tomorrow is our last workshop and then in the evening, WE GET TO ATTEND A TAPING OF THE DAILY SHOW!!! I am beyond excited. I adore Jon Stewart and want to marry him. Also, we get to have dinner with one of the writers. SQUEEEEEEEEE!!! So exciting!
I am going to have to be dragged kicking and screaming back to Syracuse. Yes, I love my home; yes, I love my parents; yes, I love school. But being in NY just makes everything so much easier. There is a larger variety of more art here, and being so immersed in culture makes writing about the arts come so naturally. It just flows out of me with nowhere near the amount of struggling I experience in Syracuse. I wish zing and ArtNews would hurry up and get back to me so that I'd know whether I'll be spending next semester here...