Tuesday, January 08, 2008
I picked up the new Art In America at a Barnes & Noble on the UWS last week, and found a surprise inside. I couldn't learn anything about it being sanctioned so that makes it even better. When I did a little google work I got a tiny clue, but maybe not. I spot checked some of the other AiA's on the rack and didn't see any more inserts. Is it art or not? I don't know. I think that it is more than it is not. Its little mission was a success. I know that. A mass produced product suddenly felt intimate. I felt the flow of the random and the kick of an unexpected connection to another. I am undoubtedly grooving on an inner plane . . . and blatantly stealing Robyn Hitchcock songs.