I had to enrol in courses today, and three courses that I need to graduate are already full. None of them are ever offered over the summer, and two are only offered every other year. So if I don’t get into them I can’t graduate for who knows how long. Also I had applied to have a psych major instead of a minor and was refused. I’m just so sick of dealing with all this bullshit, it puts a serious damper on my entire life. And, as always, I’m broke.
Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences. (Roy Ascott’s phrase.) That solves a lot of problems: we don’t have to argue whether photographs are art, or whether performances are art, or whether Carl Andre’s bricks or Andrew Serranos’s piss or Little Richard’s ‘Long Tall Sally’ are art, because we say, ‘Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen.’ … [W]hat makes a work of art ‘good’ for you is not something that is already ‘inside’ it, but something that happens inside you — so the value of the work lies in the degree to which it can help you have the kind of experience that you call art.
This week’s new issue of TIME, hitting newsstands and tablets Friday, May 24, is dedicated to covering the devastation that followed the pivotal 16 minutes between when sirens first alerted Moore residents and when the tornado touched down.