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There are gonna be some great openings this weekend - unfortunately I'll probably be eating chile, watching trashy teevee, and pillaging Colby's CDs down in St. Mary's County. Steve Cusher has some radically new stuff at Hemphill, and Jeff Spaulding has a show at G.

I never really knew Jeff at the Corcoran - I think I graduated around the time he started teaching there, but we've crossed paths over the years. I really saw his work for the first time when G was in Georgetown - and was blown away. Of all the people in the Biennial, he was the one I was most excited to be in an exhibition with [I was excited by Inigo Manglano-Ovalle, but in the end, Jeff brought more to the table; and Colby doesn't count because we've shown together lots of times.] I think I like Jeff's work for the same reasons as I like Buck Downs' poetry:

Vernacular - like Dante, not afraid to use the common tounge.

Unselfconscious - I'm always fighting against my own uptight-ness - I aspire to the ease of Jeff's and Buck's work.

The press release described the work in part as reinvented objects. That term strikes a chord with me, given some of the things I've been working on, like the pornograhic hairbrush.