while we were building the schedule for Harrell’s curatorial visit, James suggested a studio visit to the Philadelphia artist Howard Kleger whose work he had seen at the Philadelphia Institute for Advanced Studies (PIFAS), an art collective in the city. we drove from the cultural centers in North Philly to his space just outside of Center City. I don’t know what we were expecting, I guess a traditional studio – high ceiling, big windows, a lot of light – a warehouse-type spot, the kind that has come to typify art spaces in Philadelphia. needless to say, we were not anticipating what Howard would show us.
wednesday morning I met James in Center City around 10. from there we drove deep into North Philadelphia. we were visiting three different community/cultural centers – Raices Culturales Latinoamericanas, Taller Puertorriqueno. and Ayuda Community Center. upon pulling up to Raices, our first stop, we were greeted by this man. he was giving a guitar lesson outside of the office. Raices offers a number of similar programs – dance lessons, cooking tutorials, and Tertulias, which comprise lectures and discussions on cultural topics and an open mic portion for poetry and music – to members of the community. Read the rest of this entry »
5 deep, to be exact, as i mentioned in an earlier post. plus the photographer, steve magnotta (more on steve later). figured i should introduce everyone to get us moving. this is the core crew from the week of visits:
on the left in the specs is James Weissinger, aka j weissin. j is the associate director of the humanities center. i got to ride shot gun in his scion for the week. it was a true pleasure. for the record, j got us to each visit before Matthew’s car every time. every time. Read the rest of this entry »
Harrell, on your last day with us in Philadelphia, you were talking about how much you love to dance over pancake breakfast at Sabrinas, said you constantly went out to dance halls when you were in your teens. did this one ever play you out? Read the rest of this entry »
so the guy in the middle, that’s Harrell Fletcher. Matthew, my boss at the Cantor Fitzgerald Gallery, and I picked him up at the airport. he had only a backpack. I like a man who travels light Read the rest of this entry »
Harrell, when you get to the Philadelphia International Airport in a few hours, I will be holding this sign in the baggage claim. I will be with my boss, Matthew – you’ve talked to him a bunch. that’s me in the picture, in case you didn’t know. we have seen a few photographs of you, so we know what you look like. meet you in the terminal, okay?
Harrell is going to be looking at submissions in exactly ONE WEEK FROM TODAY! Hard to believe! Make sure you come out to one of the open call events on Thursday, July 1. There is one at Haverford College and one at the Friends Center in Philadelphia on 15th and Cherry.
BRING YOUR WORK!! WE WANT TO SEE IT!!
Invite your friends! Here, use these… Read the rest of this entry »
I found this bike in the apartment I moved into early summer. some dude who lived here before me left it. I bought it for cheap. it has changed the way I get around, changed my travel options in Philadelphia (SEPTA, you were not cutting it). my bike has been especially convenient during the past few weekends when I’ve been exploring parts of the city I was not familiar with, putting up posters and, most importantly, meeting all of you. do you remember me? Read the rest of this entry »
there’s nothing like fresh prints and posters, like multiples out of the box, like duplicates lined up side by side. if we are setting the table for Harrell, these are the fancy napkins and the polished silver. Mom only brings them out a few times a year, and when they appear in the dining room you know something special is about to happen. Read the rest of this entry »