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I thankfully managed to pick up some free t shirts ( I didn’t bring enough) and some temporary NASA tattoos.Īs the sum went down, I went to the river to watch the bats fly in and out from under the congress bridge. The chaos of sixth street pushed me into the halcyon coffee shop for a recharging snack of Nutella crepe and an iced coffee before wandering about the ‘interactive’ trade show in the convention centre hall.
The musum’s main Atrium houses a commisioned permenant installation by Teresita Fernández made up of thousands of tiles of incandescent turquoise, giving the space an almost Mediterranean or Arabian feel.Ī postcard later, I pushed on downtown to see if I could so some sxsw. The temporary exhibition was a retrospective of Eva Hesse and Sol Lewitt’s drawing experiments and how their relationship spurred each other on to challenge themselves. Housing a permanent exhibition of art from the Americas, the contemporary galleries displayed a refreshing Latin (and female) perspective on the rise of American abstract expressionism. I picked up a coffee and a migas taco and walked west toward downtown via the Blanton museum of art.
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Now it’s bed time for reals.Īfter being woken by a bird (I presume) that sounded like a Guinea pig, and not being able to figure out how to use the coffee machine I headed out to explore the ‘hood. I’ve been told he’s doing an afternoon party on Wednesday, so I’ll try my luck if I remember. I thought I saw Donald Glover in the audience (it wasn’t) but it’d be fab to see him play this week. Chet faker on the decks and cymbals are out back. Tired and disillusioned I west eastward where I’ve found the onion party in the Mohawk club. I couldn’t get into he Wes Anderson talk and screening of Budapest hotel ( no surprise there) and I missed the party at the Jones centre contemporary gallery.
Bleary eyed and a little legless I wandered the streets looking for my RSVP’d parties. I met up with a friend from town who I met at a wedding in Italy last year (it’s a small world) for some margarita and tequila before he and his wife and friend had to get the ‘last’ train (at 6.30!) back up to the northern suburbs. He’s projecting for scrillex on Thursday night in the garage – so if I can’t get tickets to lady gaga playing in the BBQ next door (unlikely) I’ll try my hand there instead. A handful of local beamers we’re taking about their techniques and I met Topher Sipes, a local media artist, born in Bedford, raised in Texas. My cappuccino was a bit disappointing but the pizza slice was darn good.Īgain I walked to downtown with camera in hand soaking up the east side atmosphere and ended up in the empire club, a re-appropriated auto garage and went to a VJ meetup in the main dance floor. The complimentary power supplies hanging from the roof do encourage it though. Almost everyone was sat at their laptops or iPads, everyone. So hip it hurt, but a good friendly hurt with old sofas and chipped crockery. I don’t normally get jet lag going back in time, but somehow the day has been more of a haze than Sunday. More migas and coffee on my morning amble took me to bannau’s coffee shop. I’m not used to insomnia and pulling myself out of bed at 11am was a struggle. So, although I intended to get an early night, I couldn’t get to sleep until 2 am then woke up again at 4 until finally passing out at about 7.