I started at the Tashiro Kaplan building and soon met up with Caroline and Samantha. There we saw folk art made of corrugated cardboard, drawings of seventeenth century notables juxtaposed with wild dogs, interesting pin-based concepts for wall decorations, photo montages, and odd statues made of things like spines + bird parts + knitting + water from a puddle near the Tate Modern. We also went to the Bugs, Beer, & Art benefit. They were short of beer when we got there, but there were invertebrates aplenty. All were dead, most in cases, reminding me of Nick and his entomology days. Also present were "dancers" making horrible sounds and movements, followed by a "performance artist" [?], which might have been bug-inspired.
We finished the evening at the Western Building [this is where the first sentence of the post becomes relevant]. After visiting an exhibit/party at Snowboard Connection, we headed into the lofts. Almost every room had been reconfigured, from subtle to dramatic changes in layout. Like a dream where a setting is vaguely familiar but fundamentally incorrect, the reconstruction was very unsettling. The oddness of the physical changes were accentuated by characters like a guy in a full length mandress/mumu outfit.
With all of that cognitive dissonance and disorientation, none of us were up for the Capitol Hill side of the art walk with its testicle-based exhibits; so we called it a night.
p.s. the winners of the "best snacks" contest were Punch for large chunks of nice cheese with insect-themed crackers and one a different T-K gallery with peppermint-patty style chocolates and weird new Butterfinger crisps. Non-winner was the Western Building space with Four Cheese [product] pasta sauce as an accompaniment to bread and pretzels.