In line with the FREE ℠ ethos of doing everything and accompanying the exhibition, and in paying respects to the site and to the nature of offsite exhibitions or art brut / outsider art itself, I felt in every way obliged to consistently break the standardized white-walled, not-enough-laughing, hors d’oeuvre-nibblin, no-one’s-drunk-enough, no-musicians, no-locals-no-niggas-having-ass exhibition formatting.
Free beer, free burgers from my popup, a big afterparty with way more promotion than the exhibit. We all done killed at least 170 beers that night, 4 bottles of wine, a bottle of D’USSÉ. Originally, the exhibition was supposed to run from 7–10pm, with *A FREE PARTY* running from 10–2ish. The exhibition stayed open until 1am.
People arriving for the party and stumbling into the exhibition, people pulling up late-nite for *HOODBURGER*, and the Island Time Miami generally operates on drew it out for longer in such a natural way. I ended up reading a few essays and poems at around 11pm (originally intended 8pm). Then I announced the fire sale of 100isms, T-shirts, and the photobook, and then spent the next hour or so bagging up burgers, fries, and lemonades with my friends for the guests.
I hope I always view the people who attend my exhibitions as guests, and the people I work with as friends.
(P.S. heard some dude passed out on the couch in the exhibition with a Four Loko in his hand, woke up mad confused.)