Beliebers and Hipsters Unite in the Name of Jack Ü

I am not an artist in any way, shape or form. In fact, the idea of putting a paintbrush to paper gives me anxiety matched only by that of a teenager taking the SAT for the first time. I got a C in art class in high school, which is embarrassing, as I handed in all of my assignments on time. At 16, I knew painting would not be my calling. Therefore, before even arriving at the hip gallery/retail space the Seventh Letter on Sunday for Jack Ü’s collaborative art exhibit for their upcoming “Where Are Ü Now” music video, I was wrought with butterflies.

Crowd-funding projects can sometimes turn out to be a headache and more unorganized than a first-year music festival. Thankfully, Atlantic Records was on top of it, and getting into the exhibit was a breeze. A signature on the dotted line, a security guard making sure you were over 18, and you were in. As I entered, I saw cutouts of scenes—which will make up the eventual music video—ready for our best Vincent van Gogh interpretations.

Calling myself a Justin Bieber hater would be an understatement. With his gaudy tattoos, and the awful decisions made on what seems like a daily basis, it is hard for me to respect who he is. Yet there I stood, encircled with silhouettes of Justin Bieber, and for the first time ever, I thought about what it actually would be like to be the Biebs. The mind of Justin Bieber must be a scary place. Success, hate, beauty—all things that come with the burden of being the idol of tweens around the world. But the idea of toughness quickly escaped my mind as I remembered all the ladies he pulls and the money he has; not that tough, indeed.

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