Where High Gets Low.
Like a cavalcade of Amazons: Willem De Kooning’s third series of women, from the 1950s. At MoMA. (Photo by C-M.)
Hey Folks:
My year-end round-up of year-end round-ups is now up over at Gallerina, with trademarked Occupy Cardboard Sign ratings system.
Thanks very much for reading C-Mon in 2011. I really appreciate it. See you on the other side.
xox,
C.
1395 Days Without Red, films by Šejla Kamerić and Anri Sala, at the Museu d’Art Contemporani de Barcelona. Through September 1, 2012. (Image nabbed from …might be good.)
There’s a screening of Serious Play: The Worlds of Helen Levitt, a documentary by Tanya Sleiman, at Eli Ridgway Gallery in San Francisco this Saturday at 4pm. You can see a trailer here. If I lived in S.F., this is where you’d find me. (Photo above nabbed from the very wonderful American Suburb X.)
Bahía Drake, Osa Peninsula: River crossing gone serious wrong.
The road to Monteverde: milk truck wedged into a narrow mountain road. No one has any idea how this could have possibly happened.
I heart my job.
Chilton 1 Gallon Gas Can, by Matthias Merkel-Hess. Gas cans crafted from porcelain. Part of the artist’s solo exhibit, Bucketry, at ACME. Through December 21, in Mid-Wilshire. (Image courtesy of Merkel-Hess. See many more here.)
Hey Folks:
I’ve got a feature in this month’s ARTnews on artists making art about the art world that often serves as a stinging critique of our little corner of human civilization. Covered in the piece are rants by William Powhida, installations by Jennifer Dalton, biennial pieces about biennials and my favorite: Joe Sola’s jump-out-the-window-during-studio-visits piece.
You can read the story online. Or, better yet, pick up the mag at your nearest newsstand.
xox,
C.
OMFG, yes: lobster swimsuits by Mary Ann DeWeese, on view at LACMA as part of the California Design show.
The Avanti, designed in 1961 by Raymond Loewy. I would wear my lobster swimsuit while I drove this around.
A pamphlet advertising the City of Lakewood — L.A.’s first planned community. Speaking of which, if you haven’t read D.J. Waldie’s Holy Land: A Suburban Memoir, then get on it. He covers this very subject.
2, a chicha poster collage by Celso. Part of the group show Text, Drugs & Rock ‘n Roll at Maxwell Collette Gallery in Chicago. Opens this Friday at 6pm. (Image courtesy of El Celso.)
All kinds of whoaaaaa: Doug Wheeler’s DW 68 VEN MCASD 11 in San Diego. (Photos by C-M.)
I am belatedly uploading some of my pictures from my recent jaunt to California, where I got to poke around some of the Pacific Standard Time exhibits. I saw some true gems — among them the California light and space show at the Museum of Contemporary Art in San Diego, which is a total perceptual mindfuck (not to mention, totally bud-worthy). Many of the pieces were all about the experience — namely, the tricks your eyes play on you — so taking pictures was often pointless, hence the limited number of images here.
If you go, be sure to spend some quality time inside Eric Orr’s Zero Mass (at the La Jolla location), a pitch black room that requires at least six minutes for your eyes to adjust — but once they do, good lord almighty! It’s like waking up from a weird dream in which everything emerges from a fog. Other highlights that will make you say Duuuuuude are Bruce Nauman’s Green Light Corridor, which will have you seeing magenta (also at La Jolla) and Robert Irwin’s Square the Room (at the downtown branch), in which a scrim and some white paint are used to create an absolutely mind-boggling optical illusion. While downtown, do not miss the paintings by Mary Corse, which contain subtle reflective surfaces that seem to change with every move you make in front of the canvas.
If you live in Cali, this exhibit is one of the PST must-sees. And yes, it is worth dealing with the parking lot otherwise known as the 5.
Phenomenal: California Light, Space, Surface is on view at both branches of MCASD (in La Jolla and downtown) through January 22.
Continue reading ‘Photo Diary: Phemomenal at the Museum of Contemporary Art San Diego.’
