Tony Tasset, "Big Eye" (2001)
acrylic/polystyrene
60" diameter
On exhibit at Feigen Contemporary
535 West 20th Street, NY NY 10011

Stuff like this amuses the hell out of me. I don't know what its artistic "message" is or what it represents other than just a huge eyeball, and I really don't care. I do know that when I tiptoed down into the lower level of the gallery, I didn't expect to be confronted by this huge thing. Maybe that was the point.

I felt a little self-conscious taking its picture, because I know you're not supposed to take pictures of this stuff ... so of course I looked all around before doing so to make sure there were no cameras watching me. I did consider that maybe there was a camera inside the eyeball, but ignored that paranoia and just took the picture. I still think, though, that somewhere there's grainy black and white surveillance videotape of me, and I'm going to be arrested. Should I make a scene?

At long last ... my biggest, bestest dream finally came true. I went to a prom. I didn't go to my own (or anyone else's) proms "back in the day" -- but that's only because I lacked Molly Ringwald's expertise with the scissors and sewing machine a la Pretty In Pink.

Here's a pretty picture of me with my date -- my darling Taxi (yes, his real name) -- at his prom, several weeks ago. We had a blast!

This is a latch on a barred gate a few blocks from my apartment. I really want to steal it -- but I know that if I did, I would wind up behind a different set of bars.