The Last Thing I Said To You Was Don’t Leave Me Here
Dan and I are headed to the beach in three days, so unless I get an iPhone (not likely!) there will be no blogging next week.
The beach reminds me of a little postcard I have framed in my apartment. It is a self-portrait of Tracy Emin. She is kneeling in what first looked to me like a stable, but is in fact a beach hut, her beach hut that was placed on exhibition and then lost in the Momart fire. I first saw the photograph in London and the title (above) stuck with me.
I love portraits. The photograph above caught my eye at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts and led me to Michael Garlington and his photocar project. I am a sucker for any art project that involves cross-country travel. The Poetry Bus Tour is another one. If anyone reading this knows of other projects, especially those including little cities, please post a comment.
Tags: Little Cities, London, poetry, Stuckism, Tracy Emin, Visual Art