I Curated A Show!
The last time I curated a show was sometime in the early 2000s in a basement apartment around Chicago's Wicker Park Neighborhood. No one showed up except for friends. We drank beer, talked art, and smoked weed. There was no real angle or examination of themes or exploration of mediums. Now that I think about it, the whole thing was just an excuse to hangout and get drunk with friends. The idea to take another crack at curation with a serious theme had been on my mind for many years. Of course the big question was/is, " What to focus on? What isn't being said that needs to be addressed?" I had many titles floating around in my head before I decided on HEAVY . “Weight” was a contender. As was “Gravity” and “Magnitude.” Even “Enormousness” made a brief appearance. But after I learned about my father's diagnosis of Alzheimer's, HEAVY was the only title that seemed adequate. I cannot express how it feels to watch this wonderful man slowly fade in front of me...
