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.
I braved the rain this past Friday to stand in line for tickets to see the first play of the Public Theater’s Shakespeare in the Park season, Twelfth Night. The experience both of getting tickets and seeing the play is unique. As I suggest in the video, the play is easily worth the process–I waited for tickets for only 3 hours!
I lucked out with clear skies and a faithful, delightful performance that had the audience laughing every other minute. The acting and the music was excellent, as I hope you can see in the video. Unfortunately, the Ravels in Motion crew is not used to shooting at night (and I was more interested in the play, to be honest) but hopefully you get enough of an idea to get in line at 8 AM in the upcoming weeks and see it for yourself.
Did I mention tickets were free? Anne Hathaway can sing? It’s on the lake at Central Park?
Street art started out as graffiti in New York in the 1970s, but has developed and spread to be much more than that. This weekend the Ravels in Motion crew, and by that I mean myself with my new video camera, went to see Whole in the Wall: 1970 – Now, a large exhibition put together by the Helen Beck Gallery featuring some of the most prominent street artist from the 1970s onward. It’s on through June 27 at 529-535 W. 35th Street, and it’s really interesting both as a piece of New York history and in the way it presents street art as its seeming antithesis, fine art.