“I was a punk kid…obviously,” Marvin said. Somewhat sarcastic, somewhat self-centered, overall very passionate about the collection, that he described as his baby. Wearing black converse to work, his graying goatee and openly dissing The Beatles (that was a first time for me), Marvin was as unique as the collection he was presenting. His alternative vibe and his I-don’t-care-what-anyone-thinks-about-me attitude hold true to what I deem definitive of NYU: a bunch of people trying to be different and stand out one way or another. Hey, I play my Latin card as often as I can. In the Downtown collection, Punk New York was personalized with Patti Smith´s personal journal as display. AIDS New York was epitomized by David Wojnarowicz´s photographs of his HIV infected partner in his death bed. Was it gory? Absolutely. But Marvin saw it as art, and somehow he managed to convince me that it was artistic. Wojnarowicz´s “Magic Box” containing the most interesting artifacts thought to have inspired his art, including a monkey´s skull dyed in blue paint were a good example of experimental art New York. Marvin held the skull up as one would hold up the cure for a terminal disease, proudly and unsure of what it means to have access to it. He´s gleaming eyes really surprised me; who knew that working in a library could be so entertaining?


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