December 15, 2008
The Digest. 12.15.08.
South by Rail , by Andrew Pope. See the full series on his website, primitivenerd.com . (Image courtesy of Andrew Pope .)
How to Redneck. ( World’s Best Ever.) At the Guggenheim:
Coffee as art. Make mine a cortado. The MOCA Mess: The board shoulda seen this calamity coming, reports the
L.A. Times: “By mid-2001, as the economy slumped toward recession, independent auditors warned that MOCA’s reserves had fallen $3.8 million below ‘the level required by donor stipulations.’“ In other museum mismanagement messes: The Basque parliament is investigating the Guggenheim Bilbao’s
Saatchi setting attendance records at his new London gallery. Ten years after graduation,
art history majors make more money than forestry majors. But not as much as philosophy majors. Time to bust out the Nietzsche, eggheads! (Thank you, Robin.) Dale Chihuly has kicked in
some serious cash for Obama’s inaugural. Plus: Two U.S. Mayors list museums—in Philly and Miami—as
infrastructure projects for the proposed economic recovery program.
Severed heads in museums. ( Marshall Astor.)
Neckface, the video. Includes charming footage of his decaying toe nails. Today’s Graff:
Uneone in Houston. The Day in Art Merch:
Pussy Pop and butt glue. ( matthewgallaway and Gearfuse.) Not a moment too soon: Fentress unveils their c
oncept images for a redesigned LAX. ( Unbeige.) A fascinating landscape architecture story about
the future of Fresh Kills, the Staten Island landfill.
The NYT on I.M. Pei’s Qatari museum: “The ideals it embodies — that the past and the present can co-exist harmoniously — are a throwback to a time when America’s overseas ambitions were still cloaked in a progressive agenda.” Slideshow here. The
Chicago Trib’s Blair Kamin gives his run-down of the best architecture of ’08. On the list: Yale’s Paul Rudolph Hall and a coupla thingies in China. An interesting conceit, even if I’m not sold on the functionality of the layout:
, a site that organizes its post according to whether they’re “fast,” “medium” or “slow” thoughts. ( Tomorrows Thoughts Today Life Without Buildings.) A
BetaMaxMas. (Mercy, Mlle. Connasse.) Your moment of
jizz in my pants.