Eric Sandine
Sophomore
Psychology
Daily Lobo: How stoked are you to be in Albuquerque right now?
ES: Not stoked. I grew up in Baltimore and D.C., and it was a lot more interesting. It was easy to hop a train into D.C. and go to the Smithsonian and the art galleries.
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DL: Have you been to the National Gallery of Modern Art?
ES: Yes. Do you know about the hidden (Salvador) Dali painting there?
DL: No.
ES: Well, (in) the corridor between the two museums at the Smithsonian, there's an elevator that nobody ever takes, because there are stairs right in front of you, and everybody usually takes the stairs up to the second floor. But if you hang a left and go into the elevator, standing right behind you is a Dali painting that nobody sees. The only way to see it is if you take the elevator.
DL: Have you fallen in love at a gallery?
ES: There was one photograph in the contemporary art gallery I fell in love with. The photo was called "Dog Urine in the Snow," and it was a photo of dog urine in the snow. It was funny because there was a bunch of people standing around staring at the photograph, like they do at art galleries. I read the title and just burst out laughing and so did my friend Matt, and everybody around us was like, "Shh." I was like, "Come on, it's supposed to be funny." You don't put a picture of dog urine in the snow in the art gallery and not laugh at it. People think the only emotion that can be conveyed with art is serious and contemplative, but sometimes, it's supposed to be funny and ridiculous.
DL: Is love a highway?
ES: Um - no, I wouldn't say so.
DL: Would you say it's more of an alley?
ES: I'd say it's more of a dirt road.
DL: Can you remember some cool things you found in an alley?
ES: I remember in Amherst, Mass., I was looking for a coffee shop, and I had to run around asking people on the street where this coffee shop was. They were like, "Oh, you have to go through the alley." And there was this tiny alley which is barely as wide as my shoulders. You walk through it, and there's this huge coffee shop called Rao's Coffee, which is fantastic, and that's the coolest thing I ever found in an alley.
DL: What do you think about Albuquerque's alleys?
ES: I don't think you can find a coffee shop in them.
DL: How come nobody talks about the good and well-intentioned people you meet in alleys instead of just the drug addicts?
ES: Because rarely you meet them. Well-intentioned people usually don't frequent alleys, I wouldn't think. I mean, unless there's a Bible study going on somewhere in an alley.
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