Last Friday my friend Whitney and I decided to check out a pay-what-you-wish museum night. We could have gone to the MOMA for free, but more appropriately we chose the Whitney (duh) and each coughed up $5.
Whitney looking all awesome and shit.
She’s been famous for her multiple unique glasses frames since high school (maybe before).
I couldn’t decide what aspect of her outfit I liked the most…the notorious glasses, robin eggs blue nail polish or her gold shoes…but regardless the ensemble won. But I digresssssssss.
Neither of us had ever been to the museum “championing in American art,” according to the brochure, but I liked its style..they way they mix traditional works with more abstract video and interactive installations.
(Promise?) Untitled work by Jordan Wolfson
a bird's eye view
I didn’t catch the artist of this piece because I snapped it from above while climbing the ubiquitous stairwells. It’s like a neglected little desert town in the Middle East. Check out the questionable cavern.
I think our favorite exhibit was a retrospective (of sorts) on Buffalo-based artist Charles Burchfield because the range of his works were so vast….from commercial work to wallpaper to landscapes with a magical realistic aura, but the guards almost snapped off my arms when I pulled out my camera.
The last gallery we visited was Christian Marclay’s “Festival,” featuring a giant chalkboard where we saw a little bit of this…
Let's make better mistakes tomorrow.
And I left this…
shamless self-promotion.
As we were leaving….I ran into a FRIEND FROM DOHA. How small is this world?
