Had a crazy day of art events this past saturday, of those days where you just move with the crowd from one event to another, gossiping and socializing and whatnot. A somewhat typical weekend in the Beijing artworld I suppose. I don't normally do the gossipy name-dropping blogging bit but I will indulge for a moment this time.

It started at 2:30pm with an event to announce/promote/publicize the Shanghai Art Fair which will take place this fall. Held in the LAN, the new Phillippe Starck designed restaurant in Guomao, it was the place to see and be seen. Glasses of wine flowed freely and everywhere little groups of artists, curators, collectors, writers, dealers, etc were tucked away in plush upholstered sofas noshing on pastries or sipping wine surrounded by dim "mood" lighting. It felt like a nightclub except it was 3 in the afternoon. I arrived when they were doing the speeches and announcements but I proceeded to talk and chat with folks I hadn't seen in awhile so I missed most of what was being said. No matter, since most weren't listening anyway. I was invited by Shanghai artist Zhou Tiehai who is involved in the artfair somehow. I am asking him to work on a magazine project I am putting together so I needed to show him a copy of this month's issue of the magazine, but I only managed to grab him for a minute before I was leaving since he was hopping around meeting this person and that person and talking on the phone.

From there Hong Hao, Liu Ding and Carol and I piled into Yu Tianhong's car to head out to 798 to the opening at Long March Space. I texted Rania and Wei to tell them I was on my way and to try to meet there. Again I arrived during the speeches so I missed what that was all about too. I think they were recapping the events at the Yan'an Forum they held last year (and from which the artwork in the show was based). Upon arrival I bumped into Qiu Zhijie who just returned from his solo show in New York and chatted with Colin about museum curating stuff. Qiu gave me a copy of his new catalogue (I helped with some of the translations) and we walked around the show. Most of it was so-so, but I liked Wang Wei's video piece and Yan Lei's installation in the "new" long march gallery space.

Rania and Wei showed up and we tried to hit up Lu Jie for a meeting with The Contractors but it didn't fly so well. I texted Carol and Liu Ding to see if they were ready to move to the next place but they were in a meeting so...with Rania behind the wheel of the Jeep, we headed out to Cao Chang di to the opening at Urs Meile. At Meile there was a solo show by Wang Xingwei, an extremely interesting and talented artist based in Shanghai. I am also talking to him about being in my show and so was curious to see this new work. He had a new body of work that was really fascinating and, in his usual chameleonlike way, looked almost nothing like his previous work. He had also turned a regular painting show into an installation since there were walls put up everywhere so that when you stood and looked at one painting it was not possible to see others in the same room. Brilliantly executed.

I bumped into a fellow Fulbrighter Henri who I hadn't seen since the orientation last June in D.C. and talked for awhile with Li Songsong, Bea Leanza, Nataline, Xie Nanxing, etc. The last opening I went to at Meile was in November when Constantine was here and this time it was much the same: hang out until the crowds have mostly left and then off to dinner at Ai Weiwei's restaurant Qu Na'r. Rania and Wei were headed to a party in Wang Peng's studio in Beigao but I had promised Yu Tianhong, Carol and Liu Ding I would meet up with them at the restaurant so we said our goodbyes.

It was a nice dinner, but it is impossible to eat Chinese food and long narrow table, always passing back and forth, a bit hard to get enough food to eat. Thankfully we were at the end of the table and out of the hubbub but also got shafted on the food tip. Anyway, it was nice to chat with Yu Tianhong and catch up since we had been meaning to meet up for dinner for a long time. It was also great because I finally got to touch base with Ai Weiwei in person about my show too. Around 10pm things were starting to wind down (or up?) as the artist Wang Xingwei was stumbling drunk, nearly passed and with many others not far behind him. I texted Rania and Wei to see if they were up to come back into the city for a mellow drink but I was also super exhausted from all the non-stop socializing and was contemplating heading home. I eventually left the revelers behind at the restaurant and jumped into a taxi...homebound at last.