The day started with a photograph of Fruit Stripe chewing gum:

The picture came out blurry, because my camera sucks. This will effect all of the photos to follow. It doesn’t matter. Better photos abound on the web. In fact, I wonder if it is really worthwhile photographics anything official anymore, because there are always better shots online.

Listen to my grandmother, only pictures with people in them are interesting when you’re old.

Then I helped Brinton Jaecks carry his harpsichord from the RISD museum to our “studios,” and returned to find a $100 ticket on my car! I decided this was the lord telling me that I need to strap some on and not pay a ticket like everyone else does. So, I threw it in the garbage:

And then we headed off for MassMoca, in the town of North Adams, where there is two of everything!

Here’s a few bad photos of the art:

Yinka Shonibare

Peggy Digs

Paul Chan

Didn’t catch the name of this guy

We weren’t supposed to take pictures in the Huang Yong Ping galleries, so I drew these:

That last one was the lesson of the day for me: Huang Yong Ping’s Travel Guide for 2000-2046, because it reminded me to close the loop, which he did by showing both the map peeled like an apple from a globe, and the peeled globe.

Plus he used MDF, which always makes me happy. His plywood dinoasaur was also very rocking, which made me wonder, do i judge art based on materials alone?

Anyway, we had some hotdogs and then stopped at a river.

First I swam in my underwear. Then we all followed Brinton as we built bridges and climbed trees and skuffed our hands and muddied our jeans and generally played with the river and the island like boys should when summer comes.

This picture is sucky because it shows us washing our hands after playing, which is boring and sissy.

But Elliott will probably have better photos.

Oh, and I found some stickers:

The other take home for the day is Greta Pratt, who could probably inform my lincoln thing.