So, I am back in d.c. for the first time in 3 years. This is the first time I’ve been back to one of the places I lived and had an affection for (other than Maine of course). It is strange to come back to a place 3 years later. Some of my former discoveries (thrift stores, cafes, etc) are not here anymore. Some of the spots under construction then, look the same still! Same cranes and crater in Earth. People working just like then.
Can I find my way along the same route from Union Station metro stop to Office of Exhibits Central by memory? How funny that when you get to the physical space, the memory kicks in.
I went to the national portrait gallery. That venue was under construction, waiting to open, when I was here before. I’ll have to go back again because I did not have enough time. Barbara Bosworth’s silver gelatin photographs portray panoramic landscapes in 3 photos, leaving the black line between frames which forms during the process of making the images. A hip-hop/contemporary exhibit. Also especially drawn to silver gelatins taken at shows, blurred sometimes by D.J.’s moving hands. Posters as portraiture featuring Milton Glaser’s Bob Dylan. Presidents. Who will be added next? A new exhibit opened this week “Women of our time”