{"id":11250,"date":"2015-11-11T00:06:59","date_gmt":"2015-11-11T00:06:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/faq-what-does-artisfear-mean\/"},"modified":"2015-11-11T00:06:59","modified_gmt":"2015-11-11T00:06:59","slug":"faq-what-does-artisfear-mean","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/faq-what-does-artisfear-mean\/","title":{"rendered":"FAQ: What does Artisfear mean?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/artisfear.tumblr.com\/post\/132966037645\">artisfear<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>Six years ago, Arlington Cultural Affairs held a contest to<br \/>\nname an arts institution they planned to open in the former Newseum space in<br \/>\nRosslyn. They offered three options on which the public could vote. I helped<br \/>\npromote the contest by posting it on social media. I recall many smarty-pants<br \/>\nfriends making disparagingly clever comments about the proposed choices. My<br \/>\nfavorite comment was written by my good friend Gareth, who suggested we call<br \/>\nthe space Art Is Fear, wordplay on the winning moniker, Artisphere. Genius! I<br \/>\nimmediately purchased the URL.<\/p>\n<p>Two years later, an artist named Agnes Bolt proposed a<br \/>\nperformance art installation that entailed her living inside a small enclosure<br \/>\ninside my apartment for one week. She explained that she would observe my<br \/>\nbehavior as an art collector, gathering data for a public gallery exhibition<br \/>\nlater that year. I agreed to participate in what seemed like a peaceful<br \/>\nco-existence that would not interfere much with my routine.<\/p>\n<p>On the appointed move-in day, Agnes arrived in a moving truck that contained large sheets of clear hard plastic that she assembled into a bubble structure that filled up<br \/>\nmy entire apartment. She attached 15\u2019 expandable dog tunnels to either end of<br \/>\nthe bubble. She crawled through a tunnel from one end to the bathroom when she needed to<br \/>\nrelieve herself. She creeped through a tunnel attached to the other send in the middle of the night to observe me<br \/>\nin my sleep.<\/p>\n<p>On the first day, she presented me with a contract that required greeting her each morning with<br \/>\na kiss, communicating with her only via a tiny tube through which I would<br \/>\ndeposit handwritten messages on tiny pieces of paper, and performing various<br \/>\ntasks at her discretion. A continuously running video camera captured every<br \/>\nmoment. Her photographer documented the experience with still images and slept on the couch.<\/p>\n<p>Other than to shower in my bathroom whenever I was away from<br \/>\nthe apartment, I never saw her leave the bubble until Day 4 when we clashed<br \/>\nover a revenge prank that went too far. Emotionally exhausted from the<br \/>\nexperiment, I slammed my bedroom door and ignored her text message apologies. She and<br \/>\nher photographer friend left my house and roamed the streets for an hour<br \/>\nbefore I\u2019d calmed down enough to invite them back. We settled on an uneasy<br \/>\ntruce. When she moved out at the end of the week, we both cried with relief and<br \/>\nsadness over our failure.<\/p>\n<p>Before Agnes moved in, I hadn\u2019t planned on blogging about<br \/>\nthe experience. Once I fully comprehended how far she had expanded the scope of<br \/>\nmy original expectation, I had a hunch things would get weird. I knew I would<br \/>\nneed a way to deal with the discomfort and distress her performance would cause.<br \/>\nCalling that blog Artisfear seemed obvious.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>artisfear: Six years ago, Arlington Cultural Affairs held a contest to name an arts institution they planned to open in the former Newseum space in Rosslyn. They offered three options on which the public could vote. I helped promote the contest by posting it on social media. I recall many smarty-pants friends making disparagingly clever [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[10],"tags":[101,394,393,396,392,395],"class_list":["post-11250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words","tag-art","tag-cohabitation","tag-intervention","tag-participant-observation","tag-performance","tag-relation"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6PWot-2Vs","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11250"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11250\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rafaelfajardo.com\/portfolio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}