I See Chris Ouellette, Online!

Do you say “Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day”?

So I’m sitting here, surfing the web, like I always do. My Web train started with the Art Market Blog with Nicholas Frost (who recently joined Streamy and started a group called Art Investors, which I joined, but I’m still waiting for Nick to accept my friend request). A blog always has a list on the right side of the page of other blogs that you might find interesting and that said blogger supports and, like me, is trying to suck up to. So I randomly click on one of Nick’s links that is called Creative Council Blog, operated by a NYC art criticism group called Creative Time. I read the blog, which is rarely updated but interesting nonetheless, and realize that all the posts are written by a guy named Brent. On the side of the blog, of course, is a link to Brent Burket’s own blog called Heart As Arena.

So I read this great art criticism blog and it’s totally updated all the time and I’m so into it. There’s a post about the Mattress Factory (which is a small museum in Pittsburgh that I love and have been to like twenty five times) so I know I’m at a cool blog. So I’m reading, I’m scrolling, and I get to the last post at the bottom of the page (for now) titled, Insert Here. I scroll the post just enough so that I have two images in my browser window. Bla bla bla, I smile and feel warm and fuzzy reading that Brent had found a small paper insert in his Art in America January 2008 issue at the Barnes and Noble on the Upper West Side. The images show the cover of the magazine, and the insert in the magazine, but the text on the insert is hard to read. So I’m smiling and giggling and wishing I had found something like that, or really, done something like that first. I scroll down and the next image is a close-up of the insert and I Scream!

It reads: “is this art? chris ouellette.”

I know him! I see Chris Ouellette, online! We’ve made passionate love! Just kidding, we’ve never done that, but he’s one of my favorite people in the world! He introduced me to the corner of Prince and Broadway! He ruined my life last week by introducing me to a hot, ambiguously gay man, but that’s an entirely different story. The point is I can’t believe this happened. I surf the web to get away from my boring life, only to see it smiling back at me. Chris, leave me alone, but don’t forget me when you’re famous! In my text to him last week (just to keep going with that awful story that needs no more attention), “I can’t believe you brought him. Do you realize how I get around new penises?”

Chris! We’ve tried to quit so many times. I don’t know how to quit you!

Links Cited:
Art Market Blog with Nicholas Frost.
Streamy.
Creative Time, Creative Council Blog.
Heart As Arena post, Insert Here.
MySpace.com listing, Chris Ouellette.