In a Suggested Donation exclusive interview, noted art historian Josiah Tell goes on the record about Prince, gun control, and witchcraft! Read the full interview inside, but leave your inhibitions at the door. Because if you bring them inside they will die of fright.
This week on At the Met, we look at the Beneson Gallery of African Art and accuse an inanimate object of bigotry. Read more inside.
Nothing gets us going like a blockbuster museum exhibition. The Picasso and Braque show a few years back had us carrying around a stack of books for three months to hide the perpetual boner we’d get thinking about those lovely gray-brown forays into cubism. And don’t even get us started about Leonardo’s
Ginevra de’ Benci at the National Gallery.
This week in At the Met, we look at Vermeer. More inside.
If you want to engineer buildings or paint or sculpt, fine. But doing all three is just tacky. It says, “I think I’m better than you because I made the statue of David and designed St. Peter’s Basilica and you spent 45 minutes yesterday trying to figure out how to play ‘Smooth Criminal’ on the guitar.” Well, I’m unimpressed by a broad ouvre. As the saying goes, “It doesn’t matter many extracurricular activities you have on your application to Jerk University. It’s still Jerk University, and it’s still a shitty school.”
this memorial day, remember that we’ll be blogging again soon, we promise!
The Rockefeller Hall has a great collection of large-format Art Nouveau advertising posters. As usual, images and a rant after the jump.
What we do know is that these paintings are pretty as all get-out and seriously, you should be going to this museum all the fucking time. Someday youâ€™ll have kids and youâ€™ll move to Connecticut and it will be boring as shit and youâ€™ll miss the days when one of the worldâ€™s great repositories of cultural history was just a subway ride away, but you blew your chance to be a regular there because you got high or spent time with your girlfriend when youâ€™re missing the goddamn point because you donâ€™t seem to realize that you would enjoy being high in the Jaques and Natasha Gelman Collection, or that you could french your sweetheart upstairs while looking at the fucking Rodins which are the most erotic objects in the universe, Legends of the Fall-era Brad Pitt included. Come on in to get yelled at while learning about painting!
These scenes (and others, like the stations of the cross) are fascinating precisely because their content is so regimented. The Gospel says that Christ was nailed to a cross, so he has to have stigmata. He was stabbed with a lance, so he has to have a slit in his ribcage. His mother was there, so she has to be seen reacting to her dead son. Etcetera.
Well. We failed. As we approached her, we were overtaken by the memory of the first time weâ€™d ever asked a girl to slow dance in sixth grade. K— M——- (who we still have a crush on and would marry if the chance arose) rolled her eyes, sighed loudly and said, â€œfineâ€ in the same tone of voice usually reserved for words like â€œtreasonâ€ or â€œstaff infection.â€
Jansen, who comes off as a mad scientist with a hint of a god complex, has been developing (â€œevolvingâ€) these things for almost twenty years, and his labor is evident in the creaturesâ€™ graceful movement. Most are made from PVC, but one particularly striking Strandbeest is made from 3.2 tons of what looks to be Corten steel. Itâ€™s so perfectly engineered that a single person can push it around, its many lumbering metal legs attached to an axis that somehow lets a person move forty times his body weight.