Date 73 - Young Student, Old Skool
I was delighted when I got an email from L midweek. I couldn't remember him exactly, but he included enough detail that I had a vague recollection of him. What I thought I remembered was that he was cute, seemed really nice and down to earth, but that he looked really young.
He wanted to go to the Radical NY! exhibit at AMOA and I was hooked. A guy who volunteers to go see art? I'm in!
He even volunteered to wear a Santa hat so I could spot him easily. Bonus points for moxie!
I was a couple of minutes late when I saw him striding down the opposite side of Congress, but I was feeling shy, so I slowed my pace and let him in first, then I sidled up to him inside the exhibit. He was taller than I remembered and adorably clean cut.
It was great to have something to react to and discuss. He had some great opinions to share. All in all it was an excellent date.
Some of the work was really provocative, and some was just plain weird, but there's something bonding about viewing absurd video montages and explicit photographs of genitalia on a first date. Pardon the pun, but let's just say the art was well hung.
It was really educational too... who knew that William Wegman, the guy who dresses up his Weimeraners, was so avant garde before he wound up selling out and doing calendars? It was cool to see pictures of the partners of famous artists that I hadn't seen before. I had never seen Keith Haring's or Robert Mapelthorpe's partners or their work before. Interesting context.
And plenty of random flotsam...
A Keith Haring crib. Early Madonna fashions. Some Stephen Sprouse clothing and textiles, sans safety pins.
We spent a good three hours taking it all in and chatting. Pretty impressive given the limited size of the museum. We finished up in the museum store and then said our goodbyes with a hug on the side walk.
We both agreed we'd like to see each other again, but I'm not sure how I feel about going out with a guy that much younger than me. He's 28, I think... ? Which shouldn't be a big deal, but they were playing some old school hip hop in the museum as we were leaving. It made me want to rollerskate, and I couldn't help but think that he probably wasn't out of diapers at the time.
If all these 80's references make you nostalgic, scroll down to the bottom of the blog and get your PacMan on... my little gift to you!
He wanted to go to the Radical NY! exhibit at AMOA and I was hooked. A guy who volunteers to go see art? I'm in!
He even volunteered to wear a Santa hat so I could spot him easily. Bonus points for moxie!
I was a couple of minutes late when I saw him striding down the opposite side of Congress, but I was feeling shy, so I slowed my pace and let him in first, then I sidled up to him inside the exhibit. He was taller than I remembered and adorably clean cut.
It was great to have something to react to and discuss. He had some great opinions to share. All in all it was an excellent date.
Some of the work was really provocative, and some was just plain weird, but there's something bonding about viewing absurd video montages and explicit photographs of genitalia on a first date. Pardon the pun, but let's just say the art was well hung.
It was really educational too... who knew that William Wegman, the guy who dresses up his Weimeraners, was so avant garde before he wound up selling out and doing calendars? It was cool to see pictures of the partners of famous artists that I hadn't seen before. I had never seen Keith Haring's or Robert Mapelthorpe's partners or their work before. Interesting context.
And plenty of random flotsam...
A Keith Haring crib. Early Madonna fashions. Some Stephen Sprouse clothing and textiles, sans safety pins.
We spent a good three hours taking it all in and chatting. Pretty impressive given the limited size of the museum. We finished up in the museum store and then said our goodbyes with a hug on the side walk.
We both agreed we'd like to see each other again, but I'm not sure how I feel about going out with a guy that much younger than me. He's 28, I think... ? Which shouldn't be a big deal, but they were playing some old school hip hop in the museum as we were leaving. It made me want to rollerskate, and I couldn't help but think that he probably wasn't out of diapers at the time.
If all these 80's references make you nostalgic, scroll down to the bottom of the blog and get your PacMan on... my little gift to you!
Labels: art appreciation, clean cut, hip hop
posted by Master Dater @ 9:28 PM
1 Comments:
At 12:30 AM,
Anonymous said…
Hi MD,
Down to 73 my goodness you have done lots of dating over the last year. I am very impressed with the time managment skills you seem to have- very inspiring indeed!
Haha this date is so funny. You sure have confidence girl. There is no way i wouldn't feel completely humiliated if i was viewing this type of art with a date- i would go so unbelievably red.
Rollerscating i love it :-) Did yu used to wear your hair in a side pony tail aswell. Can picture the look now :-)
Regards, A
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