I made it to the Tara Donovan exhibit at the CAC. These floating cups were at the entrance. It felt like an igloo in the middle of the city.
The building looks so pretty at night.
I couldn't wait to find out how this was installed! It looks so delicate but is really quite strong. Got a "kick" out of an older women who kept tapping it with her foot. I can just see the headline, "Artwork destructed by 74 year old grandmother who just wanted a cup for the drinking fountain."
My head drifts, connecting dots on the ceiling with stars. Counting hair follicles and fancy shoe collections. I sigh heavily and suck in. Holding the breath through to a new age. Expecting a change in molecules, but I'm here. Again and still and forever. Floating unfinished.
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