exhaustipated

It’s been bananas lately, mes amis. Bee ay en ay en ay ess. Below is the short version, and it’s still long. Laundry lists of duties aren’t particularly interesting, so perhaps some photos will de-snooze my week+ of insane over-committed-ness. Granted, I’m not the most efficient person in the world, so under ideal conditions, it wouldn’t/shouldn’t have been this much work. Ideal conditions are a little thin on the ground, however, so I make do with what I’ve got…

Tu 2.19 the work begins: teaching in the afternoon at USF, followed by a few hours in the evening at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts (YBCA), deciding how best to execute my wall installation in the main floor’s Room for Big Ideas (RBI). I’ve had stuff hanging in the space since September, but the plan, as described in this post, was always to keep my two corner walls minimal until spring, and then install something that would align with the Identity Shifts/The Way We Rhyme programming in YBCA’s main galleries.
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wofford as minimalist: what’s been hanging in the RBI since September
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bright idea wofford mapped out in photoshop as a wall mural to replace the paintings
We 2.20 spend day at YBCA, measuring and taping out lines on the wall, running around getting paints and other supplies, and then figuring out how to project and trace two large durian forms onto each half of the wall:
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RBI corner wall
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tracing projection onto wall at Yerba Buena
Th 2.21 start morning off installing at YBCA, rush over to SFAI to collect Carlos Villa so that he can speak in my Fil Am Arts course at USF, return him to SFAI, then drive 1.5 hours out to Napa in rainy traffic to participate in panel discussion at DiRosa Preserve:
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carlos, throwing down some wisdom at USF
Fr 2.22 morning meeting at YBCA followed by install at YBCA with help from the wonderful Ibraim Nascimento, then off to Monster Drawing Rally in the evening:
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michael, max, me, monstering
Sa 2.23 continued install at YBCA, then over to Southern Exposure in the evening to begin deinstalling (eg, sanding and repainting the ENTIRE rear gallery) my ‘Unseen Forces’ installation, taking all 4 walls of this back to perfect gallery white:
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unseen forces, unspeakable amounts of repainting
Su 2.24 continue deinstalling at Southern Exposure all day and night with Bryce, Pirate, and Tully, plus afternoon monthly Creative Capital meeting with Tully and Wong Yap
Mo 2.25 all day at YBCA installing with Ibraim again, then back to east bay to prep for and teach my Arts Ed Seminar course that evening
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giant durian wall painting, continued
Tu 2.26 morning at YBCA, then class at USF, then back to Southern Exposure to keep sanding and repainting (4 coats of paint per wall!) My neck and shoulders are a total mess from all of this work.
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work at both YBCA and Southern Exposure, then out to WC around midnight to borrow minivan from parents, then back to Oakland
Th 2.28 morning at YBCA, then off to USF to take students on field trip to the Kwatro Kantos exhibition at I Hotel, then back to USF to prep for evening Fil Performance course, then over to Southern Exposure to continue sanding and repainting
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kwatro kantos exhibition at Manilatown, I Hotel
Fr 2.29 putting together then delivering fellowship application to SFAI, then over to YBCA to keep installing, then off to an SF Gallery for a meeting, then back to YBCA to work for awhile, then over to KSW for Activist Imagination opening, then back to Southern Exposure to finish deinstalling with P until 1 am
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disassembled metal detectors, Southern Exposure
Sa 3.1 breakfast with houseguests Reanne and Mike then off to YBCA in the afternoon to finish the wall painting (yahoo!), then out to WC in the evening to return minivan, then back to Oakland around midnight
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corner wall double durians in state of completion
Su 3.2 shell-shocked couch-potato mode. Pedicure and barbecue (not at same time) necessary to alleviate trauma.

I know that there are plenty of people who are equally if not more busy than this, so it’s no great shakes that I managed to get through a pretty hectic spot. Everything I’ve been doing is an amazing opportunity, from getting to teach these awesome classes, to getting the exhibition opportunities at these great spaces, so despite my exhaustion, I really can’t bitch about it. I tend to thrive on these kinds of flurries of productivity, so it’s not as if I’m incapable of handling it. And I’ve known for a while now that this spring would be action-packed, so this is no real surprise.

However. It’s just…I’ve really fallen out of love with the great American work ethic, I think! Like it no longer feels honorable to be compulsively busy (maybe it never did): it just feels compulsive. And it feels more like the insidiousness of late capitalism and the Bay Area’s cost of living making many of us feel like we’re never doing enough. And when I, and many folks I know in the Bay Area, can’t have a casual conversation about how we are without making the “I’m soooo busy” grimace, something’s definitely out of alignment. Time to breathe and reflect and play is absolutely critical to any meaningful practice. So with that, I’m going to go continue goofing around a bit longer, since it’s Sunday evening, and I deserve it.

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