i have been to MOCKBA!
this is the happy domestic situation i left
i was making chicken and dumps for Rosson and Upton was male bonding
he had to borrow salt from the neighbors and it came in a baggie
look how good this looks!
it turned out really awesome
if not a little too yellow
some nice new york colors
awesome new color “ROJO VIVO”
found a plant on the street, bought some hangars
you want to get to the Mockba photos, huh?
this looked like a certain Rosson ex
there are lots of hilarious jokes here that i wont tell
on the way to aeropuerto
i see a SACE i see a SCREW
i like that he didnt put SCREW first and SACE second
like SCREW KENT
ahh beautiful aeropuerto
drink # 3 – 6
i got there way too early
name doesnt inspire confidence, does it?
yay! after horrible 10+ hour torture, i arrived at THE GARAGE
fuck look how awesome this place is
i am very excited to fill you with New York Minute this spring
by spring i mean March 1 which will be about 4 feet of snow on everything and 10degrees i am told
spent some jet lagging brain time in their book shop
lets pause and look at some rare Weegee photos
now lets eat some beets
then there was this weird performance as part of the 100 years fo performance exhibition they had there
new yorkers may have seen it at PS1 i think Klaus and Rosylee GOldberg made it?
the russian dude in the helmet was controlled by this video game consol
up down left right
crawl walk dance
scream curse recite poetry
those were the buttons
this is Lena my contact there
and Kalup Linzy!
then i did a crapload of sleeping
read the paper in the morning bright and early
learned that there were zebras (spraypainted horses) being led around Mockba to promote pedestrian respect
rode the coolest subway ever
9mil people a day ride this thing!
trains come ever 2 minutes
can you imagine such a world
saw my first graffito
St Basil’s cathedral on red square
this is the part where i started getting sad about my grandma
she died two aprils ago
she used to take me to her Russian Orthodox church when i was bad
she secretly baptized me against my parent’s wishes
photo skills somewhat shitty it appears
you guys know what this stuff looks like anyway so its ok
the camera got kooky from all the direct sun
the weather was fantastic
65 and sunny
Moscow is so beautiful!!!
the tourists are less so
i spend all of day 2 walking around alone with my guidebook
trying to sponge up as much as possible
look at all these dead princes and shit
that will put the fear of god in you
the guidebook said this was a very rare J-word floor but i cant think of the Jword
can anyone think of the right jword for this?
went to THE ARMORY where they have the most awesome artifacts but are much more vigilant about photography
if only i could have snuck a picture of Peter the Great’s handmade boots (he sewed a little tag on the back that said “i made these myself!”)
or Ivan the Terrible’s crown and armor
or Catherine the Great’s summer landau!!!!!
Rosson is going to pee all over herself when she comes in march
ate some funny weiners and a fancy restaurant on the river that made its own beer
i learned that beer is PIVA and finally realized that my grandma told me kids in school used to call her EVA PIVA and she hated it but she never told me what PIVA meant
and now i know
life is so weird sometimes
what the fuck is this thing
i went to this park because the guidebook said it was the most macabre and melancholy place around
it is all this sculpture piled on top of eachother
all the sculptures from around the city that were removed and left homeless
mostly from Stalin era crap
bad first pokes at modernism
lay on a bench for a while
peter coffin should make a big park piece like this
dont you think???
look how crazy the urban landscape is here
any time you cross a street you have to go under it in this tunnel and the tunnels are full of weird shit for sale and totalyl deserted
what could be more melancholy than a half-deserted Gorky Park?
Gorky means sour
hence Arschille Gorky means SOUR ACHILLES
this i liked
i am being a sponge
i am soaking up russian ducks
weird shit everywhere
“it’s like another country!”
i learned the CYRILIC alphabet on the plane so i could actually read signs like this
JEANS FROM BEHIND
what is this old lady selling out of her Toi Toi?
50 rubles for Pee Pee?
how fun is it that i got to see this???
made me happy
so Russians apparently are fairly racist; there are only white people on the streets as far as the eye can see which is probably part of the problem
they also dont like gays overall and every year the pride parade comes up there are protests and occasionally a cancellation
a black person so rare people sometimes yell out NEGRO not in a mean way but more in a suprised hey look at that way
kalup was not into it
he sang some of his raunchier tunes “dirty trade” was really good, “asshole” i assume was the title of another because of how many times the word ASSHOLE came up, he didnt sing my favourite song “fuck you” but it was ok i had it stuck in my head later
this is us at Cafe Pushkin
good enough food the russians dont mind its tourist trappitude
they give you a little seat for your purse
which is what they are really after
these were amazing
pickles were amazing
more ravioli that pieroghi
jet lag was making me not be able to stay out very late
i was also told moscow is a really 24hour city but damned if i saw anything besides the executive lounge and morning coffee
rafael is an executive
he arrived from London just in time to walk around with me on day #3 morning
he is designing the exhibition just like in Rome
i am so excited!!!!
this is me over greenland coming home
already! what a fucking drag
this is me and the teen having dinner and being really excited to see each other and america and food with no sour cream on top
i so much more to say about Russia but no photos left!!!!