That continuing community is like an extension of the hamlet's magic. That dancer is collaborating with that artist-in-residence. This fan booked that band at their wedding. This artist curated that artist into a show. With 1,500+ creatives and 34,000+ visitors (from all over the world) having passed through Wassaic over the past ten years, people are making tons of connections that we only get to hear about later. So in Wassaic, I'm always thinking about who might want to work together: which artist would collaborate with another, or who could connect to a collector, or which dancer might want to create something with a musician, which visitor or student would love this month's artists-in-residence. I’m a compulsive connector - I joke that my crowning achievement is setting up two friends who are now married (not Bowie and Jeff). So by the end of 2009, Jeff Barnett-Winsby had joined our motley crew and we were caught up in a whirlwind of energy: putting on education programming with local kids, launching the residency program, working with guest curators, recruiting international artists, and forging relationships in the community that are going strong today. There was no long-term plan. Dreams galore! But no plan.īut we had so much fun. sexy jeremy cumming donald shots tumblr tumblr 32.
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Of course, by "launched," I mean that we threw a giant party with no plan and a couple grand on our credit cards. ass virgin milf twerks karina, full tumblr tied walking porn video. She took me out with her friends after the show for a night out in Chicago. I was there alone and introduced myself to her. It got eaten at the opening.Īnd that August, we launched the Wassaic Project with Elan Bogarin. Elan and I had met a few years before in Chicago at an opening that included both our work. In January 2008, we had our first show together: a weird and awesome interactive installation made of candy teeth, knives, thermometers, and bones. Emily had started a gallery in Brooklyn right out of college. I admired her immensely for her balls-out confidence and can-do-and-have-fun attitude. Bowie and I reconnected at her wake, very drunk, and decided we would start working together again. In 2007, a friend from school, Emily Driscoll, was hit and killed by a car. I moved back to the East Village where I grew up, and worked for an international performance artist - first checking her mail before producing for her in the UK and then helping her start a non-profit for her theater company. I love to make things and I love to make things with other people: events, meals, prints, swimming outings, outdoor picnics, gardens, sculptures, installations, ideas, experiences.īowie and I met in college and, while we collaborated some back then, we fell out of touch after school. I’m an artist. I grew up in a family of artists.
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