Like many, I was shocked to hear of Prashant Bhargava’s death. I just saw Radhe Radhe with Vijay Iyer’s live score at BAM, and Bhargava was there. I met him once, through Mimosa Shah.

Most people know Yoko Ono as “the person who broke up the Beatles” and think of her art practice as a joke. She’s a much more serious artist than that, and this article tries to lay it out a bit better.

Via Celeste LeCompte, a tool to explore MIT’s research finances. It’s still a work-in-progress. I wonder how hard it would be to make such a thing for Rutgers.

In lieu of taking this course offered by Amardeep Singh, I could at least read the books on the syllabus I guess.

Muscae volitantes, or floaty things in your eyes.


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  1. Back in the day, Yoko was a visiting artist at the LVAC at MIT around the time that I was being a freshman advising assistant for freshman arts students and I got to take a special tour of her exhibit. Yes, they’re weird and silly pieces, but so is all avant garde art and some of it was actually kind of cool.

    Also, famously (okay, famously if you are me and have read a half a dozen books about John Lennon and The Beatles) John first met Yoko at one of her art shows. There was a single piece outside the exhibit which was a ladder going up to a magnifying glass hanging from the ceiling for you to zoom in on some microscopic text written up there. John said that he decided that if the message was positive, he would go in and meet the artist. If it was negative, he was just going home.

    All it said up there was “Yes” and John went in and met Yoko and the rest was history.

    This piece was at the LVAC when I was taking the tour, but with a sign that said that due to the age of the piece and its historical significance, you were no longer allowed to climb the ladder. I pretended that I didn’t see the sign, or the plexiglass blocking the first three rungs and climbed the ladder anyway. Obviously, I got yelled at, but not to the level that they were going to kick me out.

    What I appreciated was that she still had “Yes” written on the ceiling, even though no one was supposed to be allowed up there to read it. There’s something meta about the piece in that, and I appreciate her art for all of its bizarre eccentricities.

    Her attempts to sing on John’s records are still some of the worst music I’ve ever volunteered to listen to, however.

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