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december/prosinec/décembre/dicembre

Sunday, January 2nd, 2011

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

Well, it’s 2 days into 2011, and I’m finally concluding the 2010 wrapup. December went out with something of a bang, so I have to reiterate my gratitude for all of the amazingness that I was offered this year, despite my rather vulgar (in retrospect) periodic lamentations to the contrary.

First off, a moment of appreciation for early December snow in Mala Strana:

Next, thanks for having finally accumulated both the great friends and the ingredients to host a Bay Area-style Burrito Bar + Bad Movie Night series (December screening: Tears of the Black Tiger, courtesy of the lovely Martha):

Next, despite being severely down and out with some sort of respiratory malaise brought on by way too much full-moon late night karaoke in Prague, courtesy of other amazing new friends, and having no photographic evidence of said event, I had one of the best nights of my entire time in the Czech Republic singing my lungs out.

I then dragged my profoundly sickly self to gorgeous Switzerland, to spend Christmas with good friends from Bogliasco Joy and Johannes, and post-Christmas with the wonderful Jen and Tristan, in Geneva:

But wait! There’s more! I’m finishing off this roundup from ITALY. What better place to celebrate the end of what turned out to be a pretty phenomenal 2010?

Also: the portable toilet situation here is sublime. This, to be the cover of PPOTWW, Volume II:

Hint: blue flash, upper right ledge.

So it’s almost midnight on January 2. Another day of marauding about, then back to Prague, to begin the hustle-in-earnest to work, pack, and prepare for my return to California. 10 days from now, I’ll be back in the US, wondering what just happened, and happily adjusting to the new adventures that 2011 has to offer. I’m giddy to reconnect with old friends in California, giddy about the new friends I’ve now made in Europe. This year, the professional work will get back on track, too, which I’m more than ready for. But still: friendship! Love! Adventure! Shenanigans! I don’t think any year will ever require less of these things.

Happy new year.

november/listopad

Saturday, January 1st, 2011

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

Jetset weekend in Amsterdam! It’s amazing how cheap Europe can be if you just buy your tickets enough in advance. Yet another member of the greater Pinoy Art/Academic Mafia, my friend Marco, was doing PhD research in Amsterdam, and since the P and I had been looking for an excuse to go, this was the perfect one! And my old SFAI friend Helen had a rock star solo show that opened at the same time, PLUS it was Amsterdam’s annual Museum Night (where almost all the museums in the city stayed open with special activities until 4 am)…

Towards the end of the month, Woffords Senior finally made it to Prague, and escaped Thanksgiving in the US. It was an absolute treat to get to show them around the Czech Republic, and to take them on an excursion to Bad Schandau and Dresden, too. Right on cue, it finally started snowing while they were in town, which was perfect: they got to experience all the picturesque magic, and none of the tedious sludge.

Yep, cracked out on dutch waffles:

Marco and Woffles in the Flip section of the Tropenmuseum on Museum Night:

Marco, Woff, P, plus the lovely Marta and Elena at the end of Museum Night:

Detail from Helen‘s solo show:

Barbara Kruger at Stedelijk:

Woffs in Cesky Krumlov!

Woffs experiencing snow in Mala Strana, Prague:

Father-daughter snow eating/bonding moment, Prague:

october/řijen/oktober/oktubre

Friday, December 31st, 2010

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

Berlin Trip 4: Filipino Convergence! This time, I went up with Prague friend Deeby, partly as sidekick to his swansong trip before his return to the US, mostly as giddy pinay groupie, to see many of my Manila friends (Manuel, MM, Lena, Bea, Poks, Romeo, Gerry) as well as new Manila friends in their Berlin debut at Freies Museum.

I showed up mid-week while they were in the throes of installation mayhem, and helped put up work, which was so lovely for a couple of reasons. 1: For once, I wasn’t installing my own work, and so I had none of the attendant stress/despair but all of the fun, and 2: I hadn’t installed ANY kind of show in well over a year (the other shows I’d been in I wasn’t present for), and I realized how much I’ve really missed installation. (In Berlin, you install with a cold doner durum lying around, instead of a cold burrito, though.) Hung with the Filipinos and Deeby for a few days, met a bunch of great new Berlin and Hamburg folks, and also got to FINALLY reconnect with Urduja and Tristan (whom I clicked with in Manila post-Galleon Trade, 2007): even though they live relatively nearby in in Switzerland, we hadn’t found a way to meet up until our mutual Manila friends gave us the perfect excuse.

installing Bastards of Misrepresentation:

I’m with the band: Poks, Bea, MM, and the show catalog–

The crew, outside Freies:

Romeo. Effin’. Lee.

Urduja and Laure inside Aando Fine Art:

july/červenec/juli

Friday, December 31st, 2010

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

After starting June off still wearing my wool pea coat, July finally brought some sweltering summer weather, just in time for the fun of World Cup football viewing in Old Town Square, and for Worlds Prague 2010 viewing at the legendary, decrepit, Strahov Stadium! Since my Bay Area friends Matt and Arlie are the backbone of World Champions Team Fury, I became something of a Women’s Ultimate groupie for a week or so.

World Ultimate:

World Cup:

And another kind of Ultimate, the amazing Kachna, also came to visit Prague at the end of the month. While we’d met a couple of times through our mutual dear friend Gentlebear, we didn’t know each other super-well. But from the minute I picked him up at the main train station in Prague, right through to the minute we parted ways on Berlin Trip 3 (Art Nerdz Edition), we were thick as thieves. Hours and hours spent wandering and talking about art, community, friendships, and all manner of other subject matter I’d been so hungry for deep conversations around, as well as excessive shutterbugging on both of our behalves, made for an incredibly rich cementing of our friendship.

june/červen/juni

Thursday, December 30th, 2010

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

June was all about The Wah: best friends when we were fourteen, we had fallen out of touch over the years. Somehow, we’d always remained just within in each others’ orbits, but we didn’t realize how much so until she came to visit.  We had an amazing meeting of the minds on all manner of levels: and it was striking to share all of our parallel moments. Her visit, in the midst of an icky-sticky heat wave, was the perfect excuse to make encore visits to Karlovy Vary and Berlin.

While the Wah was in town, the fierceness that is Rhacel arrived, as well: having never met her in person, but knowing her sister and having many peeps in the great Pinoy art/academic mafia in common, it was an unexpected treat to finally connect, in Prague, of all places. She, The Wah and I traipsed around together a bit, and then she rather kindly widened my circle of friends in Berlin by making a few introductions, so that when The Wah and I went there, we had quite the social whirlwind. I also finally connected with Vanini, another member of the PA/A mafia, in Berlin: somehow, this month, it all started coming together for me in Europe.

Best Day Ever: discovering that my beloved Žižkov TV Tower had reopened, RIGHT after The Wah and I had found matching house dresses in a thrift store:

The Woff, The Wah, The Rha:

Karlovy Vary spas are way more Cuckoo’s Nest than dolphin music:

Thrift store fabulousness in Prenslauerberg, Berlin:

The truly phenomenal first room of the Film Museum in Berlin:

march/marzo/březen

Monday, December 27th, 2010

Preface to these 12 posts, here.

As with February, March is an already-well-rhapsodized month here on Wofflings, but here are more pics of the things that Italy can do for one’s soul, anyway: as the weather got better and better, the Bogliasco Fellows took more and more excursions, and tried less and less to resist temptation.

(that’s my Bogliasco villa-mate, Doug, expressing how we felt about visiting the town of Camogli.)

San Fruttuoso:

Portofino:

The pleasure of digging into a bathtub of tiramisu, and helping oneself to as much as seems right/obscene:

Inside the mysterious, perfect, Viganotti chocolate shop, in Genoa:

One of my favorite people ever, friend and former Bogliasco Fellow SuperGavazza, comes to visit Bogliasco (and Joy listens):

Happy with the other Fellows:

Sad without the other Fellows (I was the last one to leave, and ate alone on my last night):

It was a pretty rough reentry to Prague after having been in an artist’s fantasyland: given how lovely Prague is, I know what a disgraceful jerk I seem like when I re-read my own whine, but I definitely went through a pretty nasty briar patch, not knowing what to do with myself next, or how to even begin to match the intensity of the highs I felt in Italy. Worry not, gentle readers. Eventually, a Woffle always finds the butter and syrup.

february/únor/febbraio

Monday, December 27th, 2010

Well. There’s not a lot to say about February’s highlights that I didn’t already say and show here, but here are a few more photos of my glorious six weeks in Italy, anyway. A couple of days in Milan and Turin to start and finish, with 5 weeks in and around the Liguria Study Center in between.

Standard tourist photos of Milan’s Duomo and Galleria (which is so, like, not, like, that Galleria):

Then on to Bogliasco, Genoa, and more achingly perfect food than I knew what to do with:

To be continued in March.

lookback: january/leden

Monday, December 27th, 2010

The highlight reel begins! My bro (er, sis) The Clam came to Prague! And she, the P and I took the midnight train to Georgia Budapest to ring in 2010. (side note: I’m mildly superstitious about New Years, and prefer to do something and be somewhere that will positively affect the year to come. So: thank you Budapest, for starting 2010 out on a good note.)

Incidentally, bunk bed train cars are really, really fun.


But no! The fun doesn’t stop there. The illustrious Sam Chanse also showed up, and the shenanigans in Prague continued:

Lady Chanse and I shot footage for what we refer to as The Greatest Film Ever, which I have referred to before and have even made a painting about but which remains not quite finished, a year later, although I have full confidence that I will complete it. (Hey, it took Brian Wilson a while to finish SMiLE, too.)

Meanwhile, Chanses trotted off to Berlin while the Clam, the P and I experienced the legendary spa town Karlovy Vary for the first time, where the converging lines continued and then tilted, and where the medicine tastes like Christmas in a bottle:

After starting off the year with houseguests and travel, I was both invigorated and overwhelmed, but it certainly set the pace for the year to come.  2010 was maybe not the most productive year for me professionally, but as far as experiencing and sharing the pleasures of getting to live and travel in Europe, hey: not so bad. At all.

lookback

Monday, December 27th, 2010

As always, the year is speeding up wildly to come quickly to a crashing halt, and I find myself morbidly compelled to reflect and document some portion of it before it disintegrates. As I’ve alluded to more than once, it’s been pretty rough going at many moments here in Prague: I’ve not shared too much of it, because really, who wants to read a whiny blog, and anyway, there have been so many instances of the marvelous this past year that I’ve been seriously reconsidering my whole “mopey” thing anyway.

The short version, of course, is that the P and I moved to Prague a year and a half ago, and I had to come to terms with the fact that for the first time as an adult, I suddenly had no friends, no career, no linguistic supremacy, and no particular wherewithal to figure out how to address these things (despite, of course, having come here of my own volition). I swanned about for way too long in an extraordinary city under extraordinary circumstances, not feeling particularly capable of pulling myself out of it. And now, just as I’ve finally gotten into a pretty nifty little groove here, I’m heading back to California in January for a few months (to teach spring semester at a few schools). I’m of course delighted to go home for a bit, but unless something highly unusual happens, I’ll be happily (!) back in Prague by late May. And, given that I’ve been, you know, reflecting on this past year, I’m finding myself really excited to be heading back to the Ceezy.

I’ve been reflecting a lot on gratitude lately: for all of the undocumented moping that’s gone on (and by the way, thank you, dear friends, who had to hear about it directly way too much), when I look back through the past year in photos, I have to concede that it’s actually been a truly amazing year. I’ll never get this series of posts published if I try to write it all out in detail, so I’ll just share a small selection of photos that are evidence to the fact that I had a great 2010, despite myself. Mind you, teeny selection still = hella, and with my caveat that sometimes it’s not about the photo being good in any aesthetic sense, rather, it’s about the moment being good and a camera being handy. OK. Proceed.

Porta Potties of the Western World, Volume I

Friday, December 17th, 2010

Done and available, possibly in time for Christmas, even!

Mysterious new dark horse publisher Editions Wofflehouse and the fine people at Lulu.com present you with:

Click the above images or right HERE to go to the ordering page.

While it’s almost past ripe to do this, I just jumped on the Tumblr single-theme bandwagon (current fave: Kim Jong-Il Looking At Things), since it actually seems like an equally appropriate context for this project.

Lo:
portapottiesofthewesternworld.tumblr.com

Oh, and lookee–
a fancy button that also takes you conveniently and directly to the Lulu page for this fine publication:

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