When I first started at Grey in 2014, my desk was right next to a conference room that had floor-to-ceiling glass panes and a giant bed in it. The agency lore was that when Grey moved their office to Flatiron, a bed was errantly delivered to them and they just kept it.
Since then, it has changed into an Instagram sideways installation room, a room with a couch and a Playstation, and most recently, an art gallery featuring stuff people in the agency do outside of the agency, called Outside This Box.
Through the grapevine, my partner Conor threw my name over to Denise Da Curator, to take a look at my stuff and she loved Ego’s Deck Dreams. And then to tie the show together, Denise wanted to include Ego’s Delft Dreams, the accidental sequel to the series that showed Ego’s new life as a Dutch lady.
As a simple request, Denise asked if I could supply, like, maybe a few more paintings of Ego. Something both she and I knew could be done very quickly.
So during jury duty where I sat in one giant room all day while the mounted TVs were playing fried, bootleg episodes of Food Network’s Worst Cooks in America, that were manipulated so that YouTube couldn’t detect a copyright infringement, I drew Ego a bunch of times, and was never picked to even have the possibility of being picked to be a juror.
Then I went through my usual process routine of importing the Procreate files into Photoshop while watching something in the background, this time was the University of Houston playing, winning, and advancing in the NCAA Basketball Tournament.
Next step was to help Denise Da Gawd hang the prints up and after it was all done, I couldn’t stop thinking how good it all looked. Not just the art, but the print quality (shoutout to Joe in the Studio, best in the biz) and the selects that Denise told me she carefully pored over to get the tone and vibes juuuuuuuust right, and the color story that you get walking through the former bedroom and seeing every piece.
So if you happen to be by the International Toy Center in the late spring months of 2019, pop in and see if I’m around and I’ll get you a guest pass to come up to see it. It’ll be weird, but you just have to act natural, ok?
(And don’t get it confused with the Grey Art Gallery down by Washington Square like I did when I first started.)