I went to an odd private party in an art collective with to many old people wearing fancy, crazy clothes.At the end of the party I got to know the hosts - austrians, I heard talking German. I talked to Otto for a while. "So, Lars what are you doing here in NYC?" "Well, I just visit friends here. I studied at UConn this semester." "Oh awesome. Wasn't it great, was it?" "Well, it wasn't. It sucked. It's a college bubble." "Oh, yeah, yeah. I heard about that."
I wanted to ask "Oh, really? How is that?" That may be a fine example of the nature of conversation in the art scene. It's not so much about getting to know each other, but rather confirm anything your interaction partner says. Apparently, affirmation on the surface and getting connected is the goal of talking. Thus, conventiently Otto concluded our talk saying "Oh, well, this is our experience. It is your worthy posession that no one can take away from you. In the end you have to succeed in life and job by working hard anyway." This was said by a realtor, the artist's patron...
