P.S. 1 Contemporary Art Center is an addition to the MoMA Museum of Modern Art; which opened in 1963, and has been affiliated with P.S.1 since January 2000. MoMA young architects exhibit their work at the center in Queens, NY. The center also houses the National/International Projects series, quite an honor in the art world. Although the center is an addition to the MoMA; meaning the work is mostly modern and the walls ceilings and floors of the center are molded into the imagination of young architects, the museum itself is actually one of the oldest in the country. But it wasn't as known UNTIL the MoMA came into play. The center is literally play-dough to the young, modern, and brilliant minds of artists around the country and the world. The physical presence of the museum is the molded imagination of young architects from the MoMA, but the museum is also famous for housing the famous internet art radio station WPS1, since 2004. Not to mention some of the most recent exhibitions are raunchy and completely and totally revolved around the act of sex and the sexual being. Most artists, even modern artists, relate their work to sex in some form of another, but the exhibitions in PS1 don't relate to sex or hint sex, they are sex. Pablo PIcasso might have seemed out there in early 20th century Paris, but this work is the first of it;s kind, and quite expressive/impressive. Daring and totally imaginative, PS1 is a playground for the brilliant minds of visual artists.

i want to be a visual artist more then anything. the nerves and goosebumps that run through my body that pulse through my feelings my five senses my memories my creativity is inspiring and overwhelming when i create art that can be seen and touched. i'm a good artist, but i'm a better writer. i have low confidence but i can say that i can express properly through ink and paper, keyboard and computer functions. proper as my definition of proper. proper as in i can express all that matters and is meaningful through words. i can wrap my mind around different areas of the brain and how each expresses onto paper. that's why when i come to a dilemma it's easiest for me to get it out and solve it by laying it out on paper. a projection of my most tender feelings and misunderstood thoughts on paper, made into an array that almost resembles a piece of visual art. i miss the time when i woke to his name and his words his gold eyes his thick lips i miss when i could see everything i had to live for and everything id have forever pulsating through him and onto my mind. i dont want to have to fabricate tales to steer his attention into caring. i want to wake up again and know i'm on this thoughts and i'm what keeps his heart beating. my sighs are the throbs of his veins..or they used to be. i dont know what to think/ is he nonchalant now because he feels comfortable with us and secure that i am his and feels he no longer needs to treat me delicately and with constant care? maybe i dont know anything and he doesnt care and he just says he does because he pities me. pities me because he knows me better then i know myself, and unfortunately my definition is a sad one because of my history.look it up i swear

the invisible dog is much like the art work it houses. a multi media of creative and artistic collaborations located @ an historical building in Brooklyn, New York. Historical in it's age but also inventive, not just because of it's current purpose, but from it's original purpose as well. The invisible dog was an old factory in the 1950s until the 1990s that created dog leashes with muzzles in mass productions, and people in America would actually walk down the streets with a wired leash and empty dog muzzle. Women at Studio 54 would be seen with this trendy yet ridiculous accessories. When the fad ended the factory was abandoned until a french man with a degree in theatre came to America to resurrect it. The old beautiful red brick factory in Brooklyn was then made into an exhibit of art, a theatre, and studio space for young and happening artists. A building that was molded into anything any artist that strolled by wanted it to be. Not to mention the theatre built in the basement. Each floor either spaces/ studios for artists, vintage accessories on sale, a theatre, or artists varying exhibits. Not to mention the elevator that takes you to each floor is an actual moving room, a room that's an art exhibit all in itself. Not to mention the vintage accessories, like my white leather hand studded bracelet, originally 5$ and then given to me for free by the french man himself, is a great way to remember the invisible dog forever.

KEn Kesey
One Fly Over the Cuckoo's NEst
Kool Aid Acid Test
...artist illustrator? see for yourself...