It wasn't until Wednesday morning that we knew any more details on the baby. However, now that we know we know about as much as all of you (next to nothing), we've moved on with our lives and are waiting for either contractions or an induction. Whichever comes first, right?
Monday evening we finished off canning the rest of the pears we had purchased last week from the 50¢/lb sale. Six quart jars later, we think we have enough home canned pears to last us for another year. Since we have tried a few more cans this week, we feel really bad we missed the peach season and are currently making a list of what we need to can next season. We aren't very creative, so we need some suggestions.
Obviously, I was at class until late Tuesday evening, but we had high hopes of going together to Montalvo for a fancy dinner with the artists in residence the next evening. Unfortunately, money isn't being directly channeled to dinners and meet-and-greets so Rebecca couldn't go, but I elected to visit with the McCoys. Last time I had the opportunity to eat at a Montalvo dinner with the chef-in-residence, I unfortunately had to turn down giant fresh tuna steak BBQ, not to mention other amazing delights. Wednesday night wasn't so amazing. The chef-in-residence is new and I don't feel she is nearly as daring as the previous chef was. While the food was good, I make meals just as delicious at home. But the evening was very productive and several of us from CADRE had the chance to chat with Gordon Knox and the McCoys.
Kevin and Jennifer McCoy are a collaborative couple working in miniature live video feeds exploring narrative relationships. Their personability was what captivated most of us from the CADRE team, but I was also impressed with their understanding of the scope and scale offered through working with us. Yet, it seems like most of the artists, aside from Eddo Stern, haven't done enough research about us to understand how we can interface with their work.
In order to personalize our experience with the McCoys, we all played an 18-hole miniature golf tournament Thursday evening. Rebecca came too, but spent most of the evening chatting with my advisor's wife while I ran back and forth between groups, attempting to putt as well as film the interaction/experience. I had a terrible golf game, putting in the upper 60's. I blame this on my over-excitability; I never got into the calm flow of putting because my heart rate was up from running everywhere and laughing at everything. Once the tournament was tallied -- and the one semi-pro golfer won -- we raced home to sell our end table and install our car seat, around 10 at night.
The rest of the week was focused on the FUSE: conversation lecture for this week. Friday evening, the McCoys gave an overview of some of their prior work. I was struck at how the past two artists are really the two most established artists we've dealt with so far. GRL definitely has a higher visibility line, but the McCoys are showing at MOMA and other more elitist venues. On a side note, the McCoys have two little girls and I ended up talking a good amount of time with them about babies. [people like to talk about babies...]
Saturday morning, we woke early in order to take care of cleaning, chat one last time with Kevin and Jennifer before we drove up to see the Olafur Eliasson exhibit at SFMOMA. The exhibit was so good, we reparked our car and went back inside to see the light exhibits. I was hoping for a recreation of the exhibit at the Tate Modern, but the ice car was worth waiting in line twice for, not to mention trying to withstand the 14F ice box for as long as I could. [it's an experience to have to walk in a freezer to see art!]
In the evening, our Chinese colleagues took us to some traditional Northern Shanghai restaurant and we enjoyed having good food and talking to good friends.
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