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I don't know much about art, so I can't always speak very intelligently about it, but I know what I like.
I've always loved "Truisms" by pioneering word artist Jenny Holzer. It's a series of declarations, some of which are mildly disturbing although (because?) part of you "agrees" with them (e.g., "Timidity is laughable"), some of which are uncontroversial ("You are guileless in your dreams"), many of which stick with you.
So, Saturday evening my friend Dana and I headed over to Foggy Bottom to experience "For the Capital," Holzer's three-nights-only work in which quotations from Theodore Roosevelt and John F. Kennedy were projected spectacularly from the terrace of the Kennedy Center onto the Potomac River and up to the trees facing us across the water on Roosevelt Island.
(I'm sure in 50 or 100 years the many great sayings of George W. Bush will be projected somewhere in a similar fashion.)
It was a cool, almost chilly moonlit evening. As we shivered on the terrace, we had to concentrate to follow each quote from beginning to end as they slowly scrolled. It was challenging.
The quotes, about diplomacy, peace and preserving the environment, could be interpreted as a message of reproach to the current administration. Holzer told the Washington Post, "it wouldn't be bad if some of the deciders see it." Maybe Condoleezza Rice watched from her apartment next door in the Watergate and shed a tear.
Some kind of dressy cocktail reception was going on inside the Kennedy Center adjacent to the terrace, plus the usual busloads of tourists were being dropped off out front (at 8 PM? Do those tours ever end for the night?) and making their way around, so lots of people were coming outside who apparently didn't know about the Holzer installation. It being outdoors and dark and with the projections lasting for five hours, most everyone was just moving about freely, talking about whatever.
Behind us, some touristy types were trying to figure out what these big words scrolling across the water and trees were. "It can't be coming from the Kennedy Center," one said confidently, despite the presence of a giant projector about 20 feet away with light beaming out of it. "I think it's an advertisement," said another. My friend advised me to ignore them and not to make eye contact.
"Ha ha, look at the boats down there getting beamed!" I couldn't stand it anymore so I turned around and politely but firmly explained that it was coming from the Kennedy Center, and it was the work of an artist named Jenny Holzer.
Then one woman made a connection between the words scrolling upward and disappearing into the dark and the opening moments of a film she'd seen: "It's just like 'Spaceballs'!"
Not "Star Wars," even, but "Spaceballs."
(I do think I read somewhere that Jenny Holzer has been heavily influenced by the work of Mel Brooks, particularly "Spaceballs.")
I officially don't feel like a Philistine anymore!
Thanks, "Spaceballs"!

The scene of the crime
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Your friend was right in telling you to ignore strangers and avoid eye contact. Your story somehow reminded me of a recent visit to Texas. My wife and I stopped at a little "town" (I could only see a couple of houses) to have a coffee at the local cafe. It turned out that the cafe didn't have any coffee ("just burgers"), but we did meet a nice man who when he found out we were from New York told us he'd recently been there with his family and visited "9-1-1." I don't remember how it came up, but he and the waitress agreed that 9-1-1 had happened in 2004, and they referred to it as a bombing. We opted not to correct them, backed slowly away and drove to a more civilized area where people drank coffee. Needless to say we refrained from making conversation with any more locals.
This will be projected in 50 or 100 years:
Fool me once...
Shame on...
Shame on you...
Fool me...
Can't get fooled again.
(I like it with The Who playing)
I've always loved the poetic words of D. Sheidemental
You mean Doug Scheidemantel? The person who tried to stab me in college? Who is this? Reveal yourself!
"Umm....Errr...Ahhh" GWB
Hey! you got the box set of DUHbya's 'Greatest Hits", too?
Was the second cut on "Errr", 'Pounding Blood down a Rat Hole' nOt jUSt tOEtALLy aWesuM???!!!
Do we have the technology to project "UH" on a wall of flames?
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