meeting of sorts

Sitting at Yuri's house, catching up with friends at an art collective meeting.. something I haven't been very active with in awhile. Discussions spiraled from theories on time travel, to gallery spaces and back to cloning humans to support habits of laziness. And back to artists using sensory deprivation to reach moments of clarity.. or insanity as Betsy chimed in from across the table. This chamber, as Yuri described it, consists of filling a bathtub with 98.6 degree saltwater in a 98.6 degree room, floating in it with earplugs and a blindfold. Entirely appetizing prospect for some reason.

We have two shows coming up. One, a pocket art party. Make small stuff and plan on exchanging it for someone else's small stuff. Two, a Lumps of Coal holiday show at Tellers.