Monthly Archive for May, 2009

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Martyrdom Makes Me Happy: Santo Stefano Rotondo in Rome.


Pass the bath salts: Martyrdom, Santo Stefano style. (Photos by C-M.)

Of all the churches I genuflected at while in Rome, my absolute favorite was the Basilica di Santo Stefano al Monte Cielo (more commonly known as Santo Stefano Rotondo). It is a graceful circular structure (parts of which date back to 500 AD) with a lovely skylight at center. But it’s best asset is the art. Lining the walls of the church are some impressive 16th century murals of martyrdom that serve as a visual compendium of truly imaginative deaths. You’ll see people being boiled, burnt, flayed and chopped — some of them upside down. Yet, because they depict the fleeting moments of spiritual ecstasy that accompany a good martyrdom, everyone kinda looks like they’re having a really great time. The overall effect: disturbing and hilarious. Kinda like the Catholic Church.

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The Digest. 05.11.09.


Pumpkins, by Yayoi Kusama at Gagosian Gallery, through June 27. (Photo by C-M.)

What’s Your Vector, Victor: When fine art imitates ’80s comedy.


Telle mère tel fils, 2008 by Abdel Abdessemed at David Zwirner. (Photo by C-M.)


Airplane, 1980. Thank God it’s only a motion picture!

The Digest. 05.08.09


Statue of an Ephebe as a Lampbearer, on loan from the National Archaeological Museum in Naples, at the Getty Villa. More about this statue here. (Image courtesy of the Getty.)

Urban jungle: Roxy Paine at the Met.


Roxy Paine’s Maelstrom. (Photo by C-M.)

Kick ass! Of the installations I’ve seen on the roof of the Met in recent summers, Roxy Paine’s post-apocalyptic naturescape has got to be the most mind-blowing: a writhing mass of stainless steel roots and branches that emerge from the drainpipes, ready to take its revenge on humanity — kinda like a Robo-Everglades. I’d seen Paine’s lovely heavy metal trees before, in an installation two years ago at Madison Square Park. But Maelstrom, which occupies the entire roof of the museum — and which requires the visitor to duck and climb around its branches — channels a Mother Earth that is ready to rip our guts out. 

I couldn’t get enough of it. And apparently neither can the neighborhood wildlife: the guards told us that the installation is visited every morning by a local hawk, who was perched on one of the sculpture’s uppermost branches when we arrived. (See a photo after the jump.) Get there first thing in the morning, and you might see the bird yourself. But, what ever you do, don’t miss this exhibit.

Maelstrom is up through October 25.

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Calendar. 05.07.09.


Copper Droopscape, by Ball-Nogues Studio, installed at the Coachella music festival in 2008. (Image courtesy of Ball-Nogues.)

Fiction is as Strange as Truth: Aernout Mik at MoMA.


Could someone please pass me a socket wrench? Film still from Raw Footage, 2006 by Aernout Mik. (Images courtesy of MoMA.)

Scapegoats, 2006.

Highly addicted news junkies looking for a different kind of high should take a gander at the Aernout Mik videos currently scattered around the Museum of Modern Art. Just be prepared to be confused. Mik’s fictional scenarios, such as Scapegoats, at left, have no narrative, no sound, no beginning and no end. In them, various combinations of civilians, soldiers, students and politicians (or at least that’s who I think they are) amble about chaotically. At times they are aimless; at others, destructive. It’s like watching a reel produced by a highly cinematic security camera: it’s rather incomprehensible, yet you get the feeling that you’re seeing something very important.

Training Ground, 2006

Training Ground, 2006

None of it made much sense to me until I trudged down to MoMA’s dimly-lit basement to see Mik’s 2006 piece Raw Footage, which consists of two monitors showing snippets of raw news footage filmed by Reuters and ITN during the civil war in the former Yugoslavia. People dash along streets as gunfire crackles in the distance. A tank tries to force its way through a grove of trees. A stray dog pesters a group of soldiers. Unlike Mik’s other pieces, this video contains sound. Not that it will help you figure out what the heck is going on, since you’ll hear little more than explosions. Without the omniscient voice of a BBC newscaster, providing death tolls and other important battle statistics, raw footage is rather meaningless.

But not entirely. What you do see — in Raw Footage, as well as in Mik’s fictional pieces — are situations in which the prevailing social order has been turned on its head. In so many cases, people look around desperately, as if to ask, “Who is in charge?” Mik has created his own raw footage. And it can be as grippingly voyeuristic as the real stuff on the BBC.

The exhibit its up through July 27.

The Digest. 05.06.09.


Oze, in NYC. (Photo by Becki Fuller.)

Congrats to Brian, from Texas, for winning the dong-arrific Michelangelo shorts!

Damien Hirst: Portrait of the Artist as a Dead Man.


Coming eventually to an auction house near you: Portrait of the Artist as a Dead Man, 2009. (In collaboration with Ryan Frank, photo by C-M.)

Dear Mister Hirst:

We’ve seen the rotting cow’s head. The dissected farm animals. And your very expensive tiger shark (the over-sized fish lovingly known as “the wastebasket of the sea“). As you tend to your über-show in Kiev — appropriately enough, titled Requiem — we think that you might be ready to plot something even even bigger. We’re talking grand finale, pièce de résistance, the fat lady’s ultimate song: You, in a tank, in formaldehyde.

Alert Gagosian. Get Saatchi on the speed dial. Make sure Sotheby’s is in the loop. ‘Cuz this shit is gonna be truly BADASS!

xox,

C.

Calendar. 05.05.09.


Fauxreel. (Image courtesy of fauxreel.)