Rob Pruitt’s Andy Monument, in NYC’s Union Square. Reminds me of all the buskers who paint themselves silver and pose for money. I will give it this: it goes nicely with the TGI Friday’s situated across the square. (Photo by C-M. Hat tip to Yvonne.)
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The Armory Show provided the perfect location in which to scope out some works for my series on the figure in contemporary art (see parts one and two). Above, Marc Quinn’s Michael Jackson, from 2010, at Thaddaeus Ropac. A classical take on a fallen icon — reminding me of Michael Jackson and Bubbles by Jeff Koons, except naked.
Pieter Hugo, Mohammed Rabiu with Jamis, Asaba, Nigeria, 2007, at Yossi Milo. I was blown away by this series of photographs by Hugo when they came out, and it was nice to see a large print in person. The fair was heavy on photojournalism, especially series that deal with Africa.
Anish Kapoor, Untitled, 2010, at Lisson. True to my Midwestern roots, I wore blue jeans and a white T-shirt to the Armory… Now, thanks to Anish Kapoor’s reflective tendencies, you’ll all know about my child-bearing hips and incredible forearms. There was an abundance of mirrors, mirror finishes, and reflective plastics at the fair.
Continue reading ‘The Figure in Contemporary Art: Armory Show Edition.’
Sometimes New York can get on my last nerve. Then I’ll do something like hit the Empire State Building observatory with some out-of-town friends who’ve never been. And it’s like I’m seeing it all again for the first time.
(Photos by C-M.)
Boans, aka Booker, in NYC. (Photo by Jake Dobkin.)
- Who Owns What in art history. (@tabgirl.)
- Late addition: The NYT profiles Eli Broad, “a billionaire philanthropist whose beneficence comes with not just strings but with ropes that could moor an ocean liner.” (@KnightLAT.)
- I love it when Jerry Saltz gets RANTY. Dude needs a YouTube channel, stat. A few points I take issue with in this writing-about-art tirade:
- One, there already are online art mags out there (see Triple Canopy, Idiom).
- Two, there’s an implicit assumption that art magazines offer a writer editing. C’mon dude, one word: ArtForum. If that stuff is “edited,” I don’t want to see what it looked like before it went in. Most unedited bloggers I read produce better copy than that. Besides, good editors are hard to come by in any media.
- Three, dude has got to get over the anonymous trolls. They’ve always been around, it’s just that the Internet makes their trolling more public. I’ve worked at news dailies and weeklies where we’ve gotten vicious, crazy shit via every imaginable means — letters, packages, e-mails, not to mention psychotic phone calls. My advice: Let. It. Go. By getting enraged about this, you’re egging those freaks on.
- Lastly, because I have to add my two cents: I think everyone in the art industry — especially writers — should be obligated to hold at least one job outside of it at all times (like long-haul trucker), ‘cuz there’s something to be said about having experience in the big wide world and not just in cement boxes full of objects. (In the interest of transparency: My name is Carolina A. Miranda and I approved this post.)
- In a related story: the atomic drops are flying in ¡The John Yau versus Jerry Saltz Art Critic Smackdown! Let’s get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuumble!!!!
- And because it’s All-Jerry-All-The-Time here on C-Mon: Some websquatter is trying to send the The Great Saltzino a message.
- Whew. Onto other things: Japanther is debuting a book in collaboration with Dan Graham.
- Jeff Koons is hiring. (@16miles)
- SFMOMA has raised $250 million for its new wing. (Arts Journal.)
- 17 museum admissions tags from around the world. (@musueumnerd.)
- Have been enjoying Man Bartlett’s 1stfans Twitter feed for the Brooklyn Museum. And yes, you have to be a museum member to read them. (It’s $20 a year, the price of about 5 cappuccinos. And no, I don’t want to hear any belly-aching about it.)
- Shit I Wish I’d Made Up: The Marina Abramovic Energy Blanket, only $460.
- Artspeak, “a grey porridge of abstract nouns.”
- Silvio Berlusconi made of sand.
- A Q&A with Shaquille O’Neal, curator. My favorite line: “I”m working with the greatest artist in the world, Peter Max.” (@ARTnewsmag.)
- TwitPics from space. (@simondumenco.)
- A blog called Studies in Crap. (Out There.)
- One in four Americans is employed to protect the rich. (The Rumpus.)
- When fine art plagiarizes fine photography.
- Graffiti New York, one man’s three-decade chronicle of graffiti in the NYT. Funny line: “Some European aficionados arrive and immediately start asking how they can paint the side of a train. (Mr. Felisbret says some also think that teenagers rule the city and all graffiti writers are break dancers.)” See the slideshow.
- Today’s Street Art: The tree shadows of Pablo Sánchez Herrero in Salamanca.
- Madonna, aging pop star/green architecture patron.
- Chocolate anus. Seriously.
One of these is not like the other: From a distance, they look the same… (Craptastic camphone photos by C-M.)
The other night, waiting (an eternity) for the train at the Morgan Avenue stop in Brooklyn, we noticed what must be the MTA’s latest money-saving ruse: Those old subway mosaic signs aren’t always mosaics. They’re photographs.
See below:
The real deal: a vintage tile mosaic with the station’s name.
Not-a-mosaic: A high-res shot of a mosaic, pasted into the subway column wall.
Swoon’s Swimming Cities of the Switchback Sea in Long Island City. (Photo by sabeth718.)
Hey Folks: I’m still on the road, missing all kinds of artsy goodness in NYC, but enjoying the flocks of gargantuan mosquitoes keeping me company on the southern shores of Lake Okeechobee. To keep y’all entertained, here are some pix of Swoon’s latest at Deitch Studios, in Queens, courtesy of Flickr bud sabeth718 and regular C-Monster.net contributor Luna Park.
The show is up until October 18th. To read more on Swoon’s latest riverine project, logon to ArtInfo, which has an interview with the artist right here. Plus: Gammablog has video.
The Digest will return on Monday. Many more photos after the jump.
xox, C.