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Selected Works:
- This was more a game I would play with campus security. I
liked to walk around late at night and often security (on foot
and in cruisers) would watch me and sometimes even stop me. Sometimes
I would try making erratic turns or sudden leaps down hills (Hartwick
is built on a very steep slope) to see if they would follow or
could keep up. Ultimately, I started having my friends who did
student work for security sitting in the dorm lounges monitor
their radios so I could orchestrate a chase for them and then
hear the story back later or sometimes even during the chase.
- When we ate in the campus commons, my firends and I played
with fruit loops alot. We got good at doing things like balancing
them on our nose and flipping them into our mouths (I held the
record with a stack of 6) or throwing them into anothers mouth
for distance. One day I built Loop-henge, a stonehenge like structure
made of fruit loops. I t was really more an act of boredom but
I really like the story because after I left it there on the
table it remained unmolested for nearly a day, until one of the
workers decided they had had enough of it and whacked it with
a spatula.
- At least once each winter, often very more, I would create
large groups of snowbunnies or a carefully placed few about campus
- often staring at or encircling something. A snowbunny is basically
a miniature two ball snowman with bunny ears and can be made
very quickly and easily. I first got the idea from the Peanuts
strip - I believe Linus used to make them in the comic.
- F.Y.A. allegedly stands for "Fuck You All" and
first appeared when Gregg and I made posters advertising a club
meeting for F.Y.A. The posters were hung around campus like any
other campus group announcements but all lacked a crucial element
such as time or place and often conflicted with each other. Later
on, F.Y.A. would be given credit for various other works or take
credit for events both real and fictional. It was somewhat inspired
by the idea of a 'conspiracy of none' whereby people would begin
to seek out, blame, or otherwise recognize something which was
actually a complete fiction.
- "This Zucchini Died For Your Sins"
- When someone gave the Arthaus a bunch of Zucchini, it was
an easy bet they wouldn't be used in a meal. One night I took
one the larger ones up the entrance of the dining hall, stomped
on it, and used chalk to write on the pavement "This Zucchini
Died For Your Sins". Alot of people conjectured about militant
veganism and other odd statements but really it was done out
of a general sense of mischief and as with much of what I do
is just meant to try and add a slightly surreal touch to everyone's
day.
- I really like origami, though I rarely fold much anymore.
In order to learn a new form I would fold it over and over again
and rather than waste these pieces I would gather them up and
then place them, usually at night somewhere around campus. Often
as a trail or encircling something as with the snowbunnies.
- Insert Gerbils was the Arthaus band, or as we sometimes described
it "a musical improv performance art group" that included
Gregg on drums and myself as 'lead spectacle' of sorts along
with a few others. We mainly played in the Arthaus basement but
also once played in the Agora as part of Arts for April - all
of which involved a certain amount of property damage and in
at least one incident me dismantling a chair and throwing the
pieces in the direction of the school president and his wife.
Remember though - this wasn't vandalism or assault, it was art!
- The Burden of Higher Education
- One of my 'hobbies' and eventual other works involved taking
pieces of the campus - door handles, screws, hinges, chain, even
stair banisters. For the burden of higher education, I made a
large cross using two banisters and some other random pieces
which were then wrapped in papers from the registrar's office.
This was, ostensibly, the cross that we as students had to bear
- maintaining and upgrading the buildings, the red tape paperwork,
etc. The cross was placed in the center of campus in front of
the library during the night but security and maintenance got
to it very quickly and dismantled it before hardly anyone got
to see it or the statement that accompanied it. An interesting
sidenote is that they put all the pieces back in their original
places.
- Expanding and Contracting
- Deciding that Hartwick campus should imitate the expansion
and contraction of the universe, I chose items like picnic tables
and trash bins about campus and would move them at night in order
to make them contract together or expand apart from each other.
- Literal Deconstructionism
- In order to better understand something, it is often helpful
to deconstruct that thing. I took this literally with regards
to Hartwick College and made it my mission to dismantle, and
sometimes creatively reassemble, as much of it as possible.
- Just outside the Arthaus was a wonderful tree for climbing,
but sometimes you don't really want to climb. So, I 'relocated'
portions of one of the campus elevators to the upper branches
of the tree. It's very possible its still there, I last checked
on it around 1999.
- This project was actually aborted after a few failed attempts.
The idea was to place a box of Kaboom cereal from the Arthaus
cereal box collection of the entrance to the campus chapel. Unfortunately,
I was unable to scale the building undetected and it was called
off after some close calls.
- The President of Hartwick College
- One day I printed up and handed out a few hundred business
cards which were inscribed "The bearer of this card is the
genuine and recognized President of Hartwick College". Recieptients
included random students and staff, animals, trees, sculpture,
and, of course, the allegedly 'real' president of the school
- One semester I overtook an unused phone booth in the art
building and turned into my office, wherein I displayed pictures
and the like from other works and sat hours during which I would
talk with anyone who came by to see me. A few weeks into this,
my office was somewhat vandalized and thereafter had to be padlocked
shut while I was not there.
- Not coincidentally, my office hours were often at the same
time as meetings held in the art building. This allowed me to
grab some of the snacks left outside the theatre for those in
the meeting and to change the 'decaf', 'regular', and 'tea' labels
on the urns among other things. Eventually, I worked out a schedule
of most of the campus meetings that got such service and hit
almost all of them at least once.
- Explaining Easter Sunday to a Dead Bunny
- When I woke up on Easter Sunday my senior year I was informed
that a rabbit had been run over in front of the Arthaus. Not
to let a dead bunny go to waste, I collected it in a clear plastic
bag, and with Gregg along to take pictures of me and my easter
bunny I went across campus drawing eggs in chalk on the sidewalks
and building sides until I reached the campus flagpole. Here,
I ran the dead bunny up the flagpole, made an inscription at
the base, saluted and was done for the day. The title and partial
inspiration for this work comes from a Joeseph Beuys piece -
Explaining Painting to a Dead Hare.
- Instead of just sitting down for a critique of my works at
the end of my independent study, I took two professors and Gregg
golfing - through campus. With each stroke they could ask questions
or make statements to which I would then respond while caddying.
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