I had Friday off, y’all. Of course this week was meant to be fun!

△Three things that stood out to me

Mukherjee’s abstract sculptures
Silence. Dim lights. What is this strange feeling I have? It is almost ineffable. The artist’s woven deities and abstract shapes are diffusing an incredible energy. I could not help but stare at Mukherjee’s sculptures for a long while—hypnotized. She worked intuitively. And her work must have been very physical. Maybe that is why it is so engaging.

Tasteful Camp Exhibit at the Met
OH YES. I love the exuberance and humor of camp. And this exhibition was theatrical! I was delighted with the details of the scenography and the “instructive entertainment”. I was particularly drawn to Susan Sontag’s notes on taste. “To patronize the faculty of taste is to patronize oneself. For taste governs every free—as opposed to rote—human response. Nothing is more decisive. There is a taste in people, visual taste, taste in emotion—and there is taste in acts, taste in morality. Intelligence, as well, is really a kind of taste: taste in ideas. (One of the facts to be reckoned with is that taste tends to develop very unevenly. It’s rare that the same person has good visual taste and good taste in people and good taste in ideas.)” I never thought taste could be linked to anything that is not physical. I really loved that she expanded my definition of it.

Marta Minujin’s playground
“CAUTION: This exhibition includes steep staircases, uneven and soft floor surfaces, small and narrow enclosed spaces, blinking neon lights.” First thing I read. “Well, this is going to be fun for my Frankenstein ankle.” First thing I thought. The immersive mazy installation had different tiny rooms full of surprising, joyful and refreshing experiences facilitated by actors. It reminded me of Le Manoir in Paris—an amazing immersive haunted show with actors. Thrills!

☐ 1 thing that made sense to me

Prototyping kills darlings
This past week was such a growing experience for me. I had to prototype and test an interactive “thing” (ambiguity follows NDAs) so many times until every step of it was convincing. It felt like a sprint, and by the end, I found myself completely detached from the sentimental aspect of design. It did not feel like a darling. I was thinking of function. Pushing the “thing” so much, so fast ended up “deromanticizing” my thoughts, which led the work to expand in substance and in craft. Fun!

○ 1 Question

Why is it so hard to just all love each other?
Not a La La Land question. Seriously. Pride is one of the most joyful days I had the chance to live in NYC. Everybody is cheering, celebrating, laughing, loving and caring. I wish every day was Pride.