I spent not-this-past-weekend but the-weekend-before in Minneapolis at Hand In Glove 2015, a national convening "for the field of alternative art spaces, artist-led projects and artists' organizations." I went to just LISTEN – for as long as I've been in DC I've been surrounded by people who work VERY full-time in that field (the very first friend-group I fell into when I moved here in 2005 were recent Corcoran grads who ran a DIY gallery space out of their Logan Circle apartment; half my book club, now, is made up of #museumandgalleryprofessionals, each of whom I look up to for their ability to flawlessly pronounce most French words) – and as someone whose business card says ARTIST, I feel like even I need a little hand-holding when it comes to feeling completely comfortable + confident in the art-art-art realm. A huge part of the A Creative DC project is encouraging others to feel comfortable + confident enough get out | explore | support what this city has to offer; art is a big part of that, and this seemed like a great opportunity to get some freshie perspective on how people in other cities might be working to lower those barriers. And because I am nothing if not actively seeking expense write-offs (#selfemployment), last Thursday I kicked it over to the Central time zone with the intent of S O A K I N G I T A L L I N .
I can't say that I walked away with exactly what I was looking for, but the weekend WAS awash in perspective, and for that I was grateful. The panels were packed with exceptionally intelligent, incredibly articulate people who weren't only passionate about their topics, but able to speak to them with a level of compassion and clarity that I found i n c r e d i b l y inspiring. Above, a few of the more coherent thoughts that made it into my notebook.
I didn't do much that wasn't directly conference-related, but I did catch up on some zzZZZzzzs, had an AMAZING solo-dinner at the bar at Saffron, and was able to hit the v. photogenic Anelace Coffee on the way to the airport. I also incurred a v. accidental and v. highly embarrassing $34 hotel movie rental tab, re: 50 Shades of Grey, which I was too mortified to argue against, which led to my wearing sunglasses during check out in attempt to avoid direct eye contact. LIFE THO.