The room was annoyingly small, not small small, to the point where it is ridiculously small, but big enough of a small where it's just annoying and not comical.
and for some reason, the room had 3 remotes, yes, 3 remotes for the tv...go figure
I got to the show and was shocked that they painted the box the wrong color. It was neon green! ok, it wasn't their fault, they based it off the color of the print out from the pdf i sent them, i should have sent them specific color numbers instead. oh well. the set up people were super helpful, especially the lighting guy who had to put up with me and my anal squaring of the light to exact specification (it took about 3 hours to set up the light properly at the right height).The show was good, 19,000 people came, i had to replace the flowers once a day basically because people's constant touching just overwhelmed it. there's no point in hiding the fact that most people came because of the Chemical Brothers concert (which was totally awsome since i got an artist pass to move around freely)
they were ok, i thought the music was a little boring actually. but the visuals were amazing. they featured artists from Susan Kare to Simon Goulet to our own Sachiko Kodama! (and i can see some banksy influence in there as well)the biggest critique i have with these shows is, people who go to these don't treat the works as valuable things and treat it instead like toys. because of that, 3 of the installations broke. there's just no respect for the pieces. parents let the kids stand on the pieces, teenagers kick the piece, and someone even spilled beer into two of my flower speakers!
what is up with that! I mean, the way people behaved completely changed when i put a sign up on the piece showing a price. not only are people more cautious in touching the piece, the price tag itself attracted people's curiousityi got some nice photos in the morning on my 20 minute walk to the space where the show was at

the show ended pretty well, not much people on the last day, but got massively wasted with all the people from STRP that night (and someone put a buncha things in my pocket like someone's glove and an air freshener....) franz dj-ed and gave us free booze and i got a cut on my hand from broken glass. that's a recipe for a great night...
oh i didn't tell you the best part
a guy came up to me and said:
guy: i really really like your work
me: thanks
guy: no, i don't think you understand, i am so moved by it
me: well, thanks alot, i really appreciate it
guy: i want to give you drugs
me: *gasp
haha

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