The Metropolitan Museum of Art on 5th Aveune.
I took a visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I wasn’t expecting for the journey from Brooklyn to Central Park to be long, but it was. I had to take the 2 train (since no 5 trains were in service that day) to Atlantic/Pacific Street, and then transfer to the 4 train, to get off at 86th street!
When you get out from the train station the first thing you will notice is a big H&M. To get to the museum you’re going to walk down Madison Ave until you get to 82nd Street. When you get to 82nd street you’re going to walk one block to 5th Ave, and there it is.
This was my first time going to the museum, and I know it won’t be my last. By looking at the museum and hearing from other people, you know it is a very BIG museum. [click to continue…]
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The most unusual part of this whole experience is the realization that there are things in this world still indescribable and yet oddly understandable. There are no longer any limits to what art can show us.
In the thirteenth solo artists exhibition on the Iris and B. Gerald Cantor Roof Garden the famous duo Doug and Mike Starn have teamed up with the legendary Metropolitan Museum of Art to create, yet again, another piece of art that cannot be categorized, as usual. It is a mix of performance, sculpture, and architecture.
Big Bambú: You Can’t, You Don’t, and You Won’t Stop, consisting of 5,000 interlocking 30 and 40 foot‐long fresh‐cut bamboo poles lashed together with 50 miles of nylon rope, will continue to be constructed throughout the duration of the exhibit and will in the end take the form of a monumental cresting wave. The first phase of the structure measuring about 100 feet long, 50 feet wide, and 30 feet high was completed by opening day, April 27. [click to continue…]
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Doug Starn,
Mike Starn,
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
Francis was a man of the flesh. Forget plein air watercolors with frilly parasols and cotton clouds, dismiss the large swaths of Kandinsky blue spread across the canvas and welcome the true Bacon of art. Currently staged in clean, spacious white rooms at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Francis Bacon retrospective invites the viewer to experience the paintings of an artist who never quite fit through the Expressionist label, never squeezed through the figurative art category nor promoted the abstraction and Surrealism of his days.
A Dubliner by 1909 birth, Bacon fled to London in his teens, and a large portion of his life was spent in that very city, gambling, drinking and witnessing the rapid cycle of decay, rebirth, destruction and terror of Europe burning. The Met exhibition chronicles Bacon’s exposure to the intense influences of wars, lovers and interior design (his first career), from a seminal 1944 crucifixion study to a jet of water in 1988. [click to continue…]
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Francis Bacon,
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
Picasso, the posterboy of so many “-isms” one would have thought the man himself would have a schism down the middle, once referred to Bonnard’s art as “a potpourri of indecision”. Indecisive, our dear Pablo would claim, because Pierre Bonnard couldn’t pin down a definitive color for the sky. At times blue, occasionally yellow and, when one lifted up his spectacles (for, indeed, Bonnard had rather curiously shaped lenses connected by an eccentric nose piece) perhaps blotted with a streak of pink. As for potpourri, well, that’s a debateable issue. Bonnard did concentrate his pieces within an intimate setting, particularly bathrooms (where small lacy bags of that sweet-smelling stuff can be found). While the art world was reeling from a toilet displayed in galleries, Bonnard chose, instead, to depict the homelier settings of his French residence. [click to continue…]
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Pierre Bonnard,
The Late Interiors,
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
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