Greg and I went in to the city before the BODB launch party to Aperture Foundation and gallery in Chelsea. On display was Josef Koudelka’s Invasion 68: Prague. In short, it consisted of 250 moving photographs of the 1968 Soviet invasion of Prague. The photographs were smuggled out and until now were labeled anonymous.
Aperture also publishes great photography books. Here are a few on the wish list.
Erwin Olaf takes these beautiful and serene photographs that transport you to the 1950’s . Thomas Allen’s Uncovered brings characters to life. The use of pop-up images from books creates a fun, toylike demeanor.
The BODB launch party was glorious – “critical party mass” according to Sara. Evidently I can sumbit an entry if I do please (which I do). We left the party late& got stuck in Jamaica for over an hour. I got back to my dorm at 5:30, got three hours of sleep, went to work, came home only to more work.
Tomorrow is the first day as a Debate ’08 volunteer.
Prepare yourself with exciting political posts.
My friend Sara doesn’t believe how excited I am for the Buy Or Don’t Buy blog launch party tonight. They made a new layout, and oh, it’s pretty snazzy. Tonight will be the equivalent of meeting not-so-famous-celebrities-your-friends-never-heard-of, sorry guys. See you tonight.
Sara also gets brownie points for showing me another nifty music site. I thought Last FM was glorious, but the sixtyone: the music adventure brings music listening to a new level. Now music listening is an interactive game that sucks you in to compete with fellow music snobs.
You create an account and listen to music that artists upload onto the website. You earn points according to what you listen to and recommend to other users. The obvious trick is the more obscure and unknown the artists, the more points. I signed up this morning, so I’m just on the “listen up level”. You can browse music according to genre and even sub genre, which I definitely appreciate.
during the lazy days of summer, where the sun through your windows is your alarm clock, it’s hard to not wish for the eventful structured days of the new york and the academic year. how silly i was to be sitting in a t shirt and shorts eating cereal in front of my kitchen tv and long for the days on campus when i felt like somebody. how silly indeed.
as of now the only thing i have learned since coming back to Hofstra is that is is impossible to read about media relations and public relations research while listening to girl talk’s feed the animals.
the kick off class for media relations consisted of professor bloom sparking a heated discussion about the train wreck spears. it’s subjects such as spears and tabloids that are of popular discussion amongst pr majors at hofstra that make me question whether i’m in the right major. my friends, who range from film and art majors to poli sci and anthro, question why i’m in pr. despite the obvious dreams of working in the pretentious but amazing world of art, my only answer is that pr is something i feel i could be sickenly good at, as overly confident as that sounds. it’s too late in the game to change majors now. the only hope is to score the internships i dream about in my sleep (because i am that dedicated). also the prospect of grad school is becoming a major consideration of mine. we shall see.
other areas of interest this week include the Rage Against the Machine incident at the RNC. They were scheduled to play, but because of their tendency to have violent audiences (like every one of my favorite live performances in the past few years) they were prevented from doing so. what transpired was an impromptu acapella performance involving hand clapping and a bullhorn.
also, my friend sara showed me the blog she and her friends created: Buy Or Don’t Buy
it’s perfect for when the cynical mood strikes….when doesn’t a cynical mood strike anyway?
plans for next week – first PRestige agency meeting and first FORM meeting. also training at LICM
& got stuck in Jamaica for over an hour. I got back to my dorm at 5:30, got three hours of sleep, went to work, came home only to more work.
My Name Is Reb 