Spring, at art school, isn’t exactly about sunny days and waiting for the first heirloom tomatoes to show up at farmers’ market. It’s a frantic season of creative pushes, buffing edges, and occasional artistic breakthroughs. More often, it’s a season of anxiety levels spiking along with pollen counts. I’m in deep — thesis advising,... More
Posts Tagged “SFAI”
Art School Confidential 2: The MFA Show
05.11.2011 | ByFiled under: Field Notes
Your Student Loans Are Totally Killing You, Dude
03.23.2011 | ByFiled under: Field Notes
Go to art shows in San Francisco and you’ll hear people brag drunkenly about how much sex they’re having. You’ll hear all about who’s dating who, who cheated on who and so forth. But what you won’t hear is people bragging about how much money they’re making from their art. The ugly truth is that most artists in San Francisco carry an outrageous amount of student loan debt yet nobody wants to talk about it because, well, it’s unpleasant.
So people talk about other things instead – Sex. Parties. Drugs. Music. Shitty jobs. Survival. Art. Facebook. In fact there’s an endless amount of things to discuss and almost anything is more interesting than debt. Besides, in ... More
Five Questions: George Kuchar
12.07.2009 | ByFiled under: Conversations
[Five questions to SFMOMA visitors, artists, staff, or guests. George Kuchar, legendary San Francisco filmmaker, lives in the Mission district and teaches at the San Francisco Art Institute.]
Hobby?
I like making pictures, videos, movies. Videos now, etc.
Do you collect anything?
I got a whole bunch of things because I didn’t like painting the ... More
On Graduate Exhibitions
05.20.2009 | ByFiled under: Field Notes
The end of the spring term at art schools is marked by multiple convocations – symposia, commencements, barbecues, brunches, kaffeeklatsches – none more charged and peculiar than the graduate exhibition. A vast amount of effort, skilled thought, time and energy is expended on these events, by students, faculty and event organizers. And yet the exhibitions are as a rule ambiguous: grand, chaotic marketplaces where uneven intentions, practices and audiences converge upon one another.
My photographs, I should say, are from a specific event, Sa... More
