Consider this a temporary reprieve from another post about Hungarian art. For a change of pace and scenery, check out my belated video chronicaling my trip to the High Museum of Art in Atlanta, Georgia, its lukewarm exhibitions and its nice developing collection of contemporary art.
There’s more on Richard Misrach here.
And yes, exhibitions can be described as lukewarm…I just can’t think of another adjective right now…they’re all being used on this stupid attempt at a novel.
Stupid novel.
Museums really do try not to be stuffy, quiet libraries of art. Point in case, MoMA Monday night events. Yesterday, it included an excellent Brooklyn band, Stars Like Fleas, which sounded a bit like Radiohead and a bit like a college friend’s experimental rock band. While it was a lovely evening to wander about the sculpture garden, or, oh, I don’t know, look at some art, I was glued to the lobby. As you can seen from the pictures, I was hardly alone. That’s the good.
What’s the idiotic? Me, taking photos on my Iphone. Yes, I did get a lovely, HD Flip video camera for my birthday which would have beautifully conveyed the atmosphere and great music. But I left it at home. Why yes, I do have a handy digital camera that also shoots video as well as much better pictures than these. I left that at home too. I hadn’t planned on going to MoMA; I just felt like popping in.
Which leads me to the brilliant: museum memberships. I have one at MoMA, and I walked into the concert last night without a ticket. That’s awesome in itself. Plus I work within walking distance of MoMA, so I can pop in on my lunch break or after work without paying $20. I just walk past the ticket lines. The way I visit MoMA, I figure it has paid for itself 5X over. And did I mention you also get free movie passes to any of their screenings?
I’m starting to sound like a salesman, so I’m going to stop.
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My fingers are relieved to take a bit of a break this week (perhaps you’re relieved not to be presented with a long, involved post ; ) . I’ve gotten into some topics I find super interesting.
We kicked off the week with a proposal against taking photographs of artwork in museums, which got some agreement, certainly some disagreement, and a lot of mixed feelings. It stuck in my mind, and I revised my opinion to allow that instead of being evil and stupid is was perhaps a sign of engagement with an artwork.
We played a game matching the artwork to its auction house estimate. Nobody won, so I’m keeping the $1M prize. In fact, even the auction houses didn’t win; they still have their two biggest works by Picasso and Giacometti.
I had the pleasure of seeing the musical South Pacific at Lincoln Center, and then having the song Honey Bun in my head for the whole week.
In fact, that annoying song is probably why I got a little contentious in my post on the Affordable Art Fair, contributing to my backhanded praise of the store Urban Outfitters for so cleverly following the pluralistic trends evident at the fair.
And my personal pick of the week was on the use of writing in painting, especially as it evolved during Modernism. Anyways, thanks for a fun week guys, and have a good weekend!
