At The Tate

“In Real Life”

man, the Olafur Eliasson exhibit is really something. it’s so strange how intersections of life occur—the last time I was in London was on a trip in college with Jessica and we were stunned by “The Sun”—which just so happened to be Eliasson’s project as well. Fifteen years later he gets an entire exhibition and I’m still walking around trying to figure shit out. I guess some loops take longer than others to complete.