Denver Botanic Gardens
11/3/2017 Denver, Colorado
Frida Khalo as la Catrina, Day of the Dead sculputre by Ricardo Soltero
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Denver Botanic Gardens
11/3/2017 Denver, Colorado
Frida Khalo as la Catrina, Day of the Dead sculputre by Ricardo Soltero
Cy Twombly Gallery - Menil Collection
9/23/2015 Houston, Texas
This will be a sort post. Why? Because this is on one wall, inside one gallery, inside one gallery, of the Menil collection. Also rude rules means I could not photograph any of work.
Before this adventure I never really enjoyed Cy Twombly’s paintings or sculptures. I thought of them as regular scribbly of a time period that abstraction art was moving towards conceptual art. Whatever it was, I was not a major fan of.
But this one wall, like I’ve posted felt many times going into new spaces, I am amazed when the universe opens for me and changes a bit. This kind of swampy green lake gave me new meaning, and a new murky understanding of the situation I was getting into. My perspective of the correct direction of my life was changing on this trip to Texas, and also permanently changing my opinion of successful one artist collections.
The entire gallery was a cube, and it was nicely placed. The smells though, not of oil painting or of paint, but a weird dead feelings. Exactly how the art was, it was about abstract imagery and the ugliness of paint. Maybe even the colors were to cover up the scribbling of death on the canvas. The green room of green lake art was perfect. The canvas cut into different shapes, smilar to the shapes of windows of victorian times. It felt like the windows where I needed to be.
I like these places, because art is great. But art can also be awful and terrible and somehow make it through the movements as a monument of stupidity. I know this collection makes people mad and upset instead of the expected awe. Besides, I see how pencil scribbling on wall canvases can pass as art while many people can argue their offspring create similar abstract art. Somehow though, this green wall and pink wall changed it for me. It was the other options that are visually interesting. After reading the yelp reviews, yelp has proven yet again to be a beautiful place to feel the emotional apprehensive reactions to art. “Bunch of Scribbles”. “Horrid smell”
Besides, I need to see more violent and murderous art on the walls. something just so disgustingly ugly that it can create the peace I need between my mind and my body.
SFMoMA
10/8/2017
Back in October, when I was carefree and unstressed, I traveled back to one of my favorite cities, San Francisco. I never need an excuse to come here, and I will move here sooner than later.
Flying to SF reminded me of the experience back in 2015, when I started this blog. SF was a reason to begin my blog, and document what I do as a traveling curator and a lover of art. This is to help my writing skills grow and develop, while keeping my progress and search for own career goals. As I write this in 2017, for a trip in 2016, about a trip in 2015, I reflect and see how I’ve grown. Or have I paused for this job, this new career as a culture director? Have I lost my passion?
Storm King
8/20/2015 Storm King Art Center, New York Storm King is a wonderful outdoor art amusement park for adults. This is probably the best way I can describe this incredible land. I had a lot of fun being outdoors and around large art pieces of all types. Many times sculptures are hidden from the landscape, only until you walk closer you can see the edges cutting into the skies and earth.
At a point, when we reached the highground and could see down the main hill, we could see people, tiny little dots walking around. Interestingly they were walking towards these large sculptures, in particular a huge Mark de suvero piece looking like zombies. It was strange to witness, people far away walking slowly, like methodically, the entire family just staring in awe to a large idol made of metal. Watching this kind of worship as a performance is bizzaire and kind of mind blowing. But how else do we inspect a large piece of work?
A lot of the pieces, just in material and sustainability are made of metals and industrial materials. This influences the nature of the landscape and the manicured outdoors. Many natural elements, such as wildlife and taller grasses, is removed for the sculpture. I would love to experience more sculpture, put into the natural space without disturbing the wildlife. I want to magically come across something in the tall grasses or between the trees.
Great experience and would love to go more often for a relaxing day. Just come here like its a normal park. Just with greatness all around.
Repetitive Vision by Yayoi Kusama
3/9/2014 Mattress Factory, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
The first time I heard about the Mattress Factory, I was amused by the name and confused on their collection identity. At first I thought it was very DIY, new local art, but in fact they are intensely contemporary art collectors and have on point mixed level artists through their space. I also did not realize they're located so located to me is located so close to me, only in Pittsburgh a 4 hour drive away otherwise I would of made a trip out to the city.
I prefer to travel alone to cities and explore their art collections, contemporary galleries, street installations and food. Sometimes my partner will tag along and make the trip sweeter. This was not one of the times and I plan to bring him to pittsburgh. He will love the bookstores.
The permanent collection at the Mattress Factory includes James Turrell, Sarah Oppenheimer, and of course Yayoi Kusama. There are actually two of her installation rooms which I like to misname, transportive rooms. Most of the most impressive installations/exhibitions I have experienced all involve a major immersive element and transportive experience. This museum became my favorite open space in pittsburgh. Please read over the other reviews about Turrell and Oppenheimer.
“A passage to Another World.” - Yayoi Kusama
To enter the mirror rooms, you can remove your shoes and wear these anti-static blue booties to enter or cover your boots with the blue booties. Somewhat ridiculously I entered into the room with my classmates. Infinity Dots Mirrored Room was the first, dim blue light, and the black light reflected the dots around the rooms. My favorite though is Repetitive Vision with these 3 mannequins ladies, covered in the red polka dots, and the room was insanely filled with different sized red dots. It takes a minute to realize that the red dots are only on the floor and on the bodies. All the mirrors repeated them into infinity. The room isn’t as disorienting as her other infinity rooms, and you can quickly adjust to the room.
Sometimes remembering an experience is what makes the experience exist at all. This was a time where I researched installations and studied all the images I could find online and prepared myself to be amazed. I’m remembering to be excited and anxious to visit this room, and realizing my expectations can never be met. After this Pittsburgh trip, I decided to only do preliminary research before any exhibit or museum and be open to every kind of emotions/thinking once I am there.
mirror: 1 a reflective surface, now typically of glass coated with a metal amalgam, that reflects a clear image. 2 something regarded as accurately representing something else.
In my own practice, I love mirrors. In my life, I love mirrors as a tool used to open, repeat, and reflect light. It’s a representation for introspection and division while always including vanity. Each time light is cut, some of the energy is lost into particles in the air. But whatever that is, mirrors is this object before camera technology, and before our own human acknowledgment of our external individualism.
Cao Fei is an artist from China
MoMA PS1, New York City April 8 2016
This was my first time to MoMA PS1 by myself. The last time I went with my high school classmates, I did not appreciate the location or this unique site in New York.
When I read that Cao Fei’s first solo show was happening at MoMA PS1, i knew it was time to head back to queens and visit this space. The old rehabbed school bulindg by MoMA opened in the 70s by a curator, Alanna Heiss, as an experiment to utilized abandoned buildings for a place for contemporary artists. She is considered one of the first organizers of alternative art spaces for art making coming from post-modernism. MoMA took it over in 2000, and kept the original PS 1 in their title to recognize the origins of the building. The red school building stands beautifully in the streets of queens, standing out from the subway overpasses and the iconic shadows of the overpass rails.
While Cao Fei is most well known for her vibrate performance media work, it was nice to see this smaller crafted scenes of what would be a film. This young chinese artist is a recent sucess in the contemporary arts, connecting the specific expereicens of chinese citzens to the outside world using videos, performance, costumes, and sculptures
This is just part of the building, perfect light in the hallway.
In the many rooms of the gallery, many of Fei’s films were streaming. This specific one, i.Mirror 2007, had many parallels of the surreal in reality. Real water melons break and in another scene dozens of plastic watermelons fall out of a delivery box.
In Whose Utopia 2006, you watch factory workers in their workspaces, and you watch them transform themselves into other identities. There are ballerinas, ballroom dancers, guitar stars, and fantastic dreams performed inside the mundane industrial workspaces among the repetitive movements of factory joba. Fei gives us insite on something so invisible to us as westerners, or even as humans we are invisible to the chains and gears before us that brings us to where we are. Although the workers are nameless, their faces and identities are not. You see how quickly they work, how successful, and how skilled they are in their work. In the country with the most populated and sucessful ‘race’ of human kind, urban life is uncomforatbly lacking in space.
My favorite film is a bit of a joke. Youths dress up as anime heroes and heroines, fighting and dancing all over public spaces and roadsides in Guangzhou, China. This ridiculous film, of absurd costuming, points at the realities of teenagers and youth in current urban china. I’ve watched and seen stills from COSPlayers 2004 and I forget how powerful this is to me. I’m no way involved with the anime cosplay culture nor urbanite China, but it is moving to see such performance of live action mixed with stillness. The photograph still on the bottom left, is of a girl, defeated, fallen into the urban streets, her body looking lifeless as seen in comic drawings.
In the other rooms, 8 televisions sets simultaneously played different short films involving daily experiences of the Chinese citizen. Here, this video is of a board meeting where every worker is wearing Burberry fashion clothes with dog masks, barking and acting like dogs at the desk. The boss is also a dog, barking mad and acting like a dog while comical frightening music is playing. This video is both comical and horrifying, as you watch humans disguised as dogs acting as humans acting like dogs. Biting each others pants leg, lifting their legs as to take a pee, walking around on all fours, and even following a female dog around, trying to sniff her butt. These actions are all surprisingly familiar, and you forget that these are performers and relate to the experiences, and see how power changes humans.
I forget what this is, but i do love this photograph and i wish it to be hanging in my home. the vibrate colors, it just has a visceral experience that reminds me something of plastic light up flowers, Chinese home incense, and love between my maternal family members.
Mint Museum, Craft + Design
Charlotte, NC
3/4/2017
I’ve been spending more time than I would like in the South of US. I’m taking this as an opportunity to explore the subtle and not so subtle differences between conservative spaces and liberal areas. How does contemporary or modern art bridge the opposing ideals? Contemporary art is progressive, open minded, ambiguous and controversial and challenges the mind to think differently. Can “conservative” ideas be placed into art, without it being contradictory to progress? Or will it be marked as uninteresting? What makes good art, good?
I found the museum extremely boring, same artists, same white men, same european backgrounds, all over the walls and floors in the building. Until I came to the Craft + Design Floor, I was already disappointed and underwhelmed with the ugliest Warhol and Koons, did I realize that I do have a passion for craft and materials. But as how we all get caught into chain restaurants, we are comfortable to be surrounded by the expected pieces of work and expected artists of a movement.
Currently on display at the Mint Museum is the commissioned series, Project Ten Ten Ten, celebrating 10 years of the collection. Selected included 10 artists, excelling in their mediums: fiber, glass, ceramic, wood, needlework, furniture. Many can agree art is about the process, but especially in crafts and hand arts, repetition and process is the how a piece can be born, and without that journey, there is no product. Sometime the result is not the purpose.
Incredibly impressed by the women selected in the crafts. This may be the rare spaces where women dominate, but why .
I will need to compare more spaces in south, to really see what the local art ist about. Instead the collections are lacking any meaningful value.
Pianos Become the Teeth at Ottobar
12/12/2015 Ottobar, Baltimore MD
Lineup:
Pianos Become the Teeth Caspian When skies are grey The Saddest Landscape Octaves
Baltimore has an incredible music scene, very DIY and gritty range of music. Of all the music I’ve attended, the most popular genre I see is post-hardcore and post-rock. Other than visual artists, many musicians gather to Baltimore as a creative hub because of the local talents. One of the prominent bands is Pianos become the Teeth, consisting of Kyle Durfey, Mike York, Chad McDonald, Zac Sewell, and David Haik.
This was also the first time I’ve seen Caspian, and they are an unbelievable band. Their performance live can’t be compared to their records. I spent most of the time with my eyes closed and let the music guide my visual stimulation. All very emotional. Recommend seeing their performance, and listen with your body.
At the end of the night, after the four bands buildup, you could sense the crowd get closer to the stage, fill in every spot in the room. This band is not only supported by their fans and friends, they have gained a large and direct following all around the world.
The lineup was made so well, with 3/5 of the bands local Baltimore bands.
I always cry at piano’s shows. The overwhelming emotional impact of hardcore rock music is enough to provoke a physical reaction. I’m not sure if this a regular feeling, or somehow it directly relates my emotional connection to this city. This is how I’ve reacted from the first time I’ve seen them in 2012, and every time since.
The Beach at National Building Museum
7/25/2015 National Building Museum, Washington DC
Summer beach fun in a plastic installation? Don’t even need sunscreen. This was the first time I’ve been to the National Building Museum as an adult and I’ve heard of the various Summer Block Party exhibitions in the past years. This year, I decided it would be a horrible if I missed another great project and head down to DC to check it out.
The Beach is a huge indoor installation held in the Great Hall of the museum. It has over 1 million clear plastic balls that remind you of your childhood ball pits. We arrived at the door 30 minutes prior to opening and a large line was already formed full of families with children, confused single people, and small groups of young adults. Once inside, the lines were chaotic and a free for all happened. People running, children already crying, and I was lost to where to get in line. Sometimes I believe museums are not ready to accommodate the large amounts of people at once and the velvet rope was already on the ground trampled over and run down. We ended walking up to ramp and continued down the aisle into the open white container of all the balls. We jumped in and I immediately began to sink. It was rough standing up or swimming or basically struggle to be in a comfortable vertical position. This was harder than I imagined a ball pit to be, but when was the last time I’ve been in one? I had a great time being around it, and looking at all the people who came to see such an event.
The museum partnered with the clever design company, Snarkitecture, working between art and architecture. They used plastics, drywall, scaffolding, mirrors, and basic materials to create an inspiring space. This giant project felt like an amusement park, not necessarily site-specific or site-responsive. I would put it into the category of event-site-specific. It’s a commissioned work, and its between art and amusement.
So many people filled the room and ball pit. It was impossible to photograph without including random heads or limbs. Not all photographs are mine.
Even had the beach chairs and umbrellas. I loved the aesthetics of this installation and how it integrated into the hall.
I’m very excited about how DC and the arts are continuing to grow together. They are focusing on how art can be an experience, the designs of installation, the participants. Even through the pristine white, and the sterile space of the beach, it could be filled with excitement and human activity. Successfully created the environment for everyone to feel and experience fun.
Wonder at the Renwick Gallery
11/13/2015 Renwick Gallery Washington, D.C.
Wonder is the first exhibition at the Renwick gallery opening its doors after their two year renovation.
I had the opportunity to visit Renwick Galleries on November 13, on the official opening to the public. Usually bigger events I expect the mass amounts of people, but I was pleasantly surprised that it was like another regular gallery opening. The Renwick gallery has been considered the first art museum and exhibition space for the since it opened in 1857. Since 1965, the Smithsonian has been in control of this exhibition space. This renovation project opened up the rooms and changed the interior to protect the original architecture of marble steps and walls.
There are 9 large-scale installations made of all different types of materials, in the two floor building.
I’m bothered by my lack of understanding of this exhibition. I’m impressed the the Smithsonian is entering the contemporary art world through confined in-the-box installation artworks. Majority of these installations are one liners to fill an easy palette which the Smithsonian has to accommodate their visitors. Smithsonian is known for their awesome, and I mean awesome, museums on a variety of worldly topics. This opening exhibition is quite fitting to this agenda. Maybe the point of this exhibition is to leave the visitor wondering where they belong in the contemporary art world.
What if this exhibit was a mixture of photography and installation? I feel the rooms and space becomes display cases and we come enter the vitrine while examining the pieces instead of looking from the outside.
I mean I was one of the same visitors pulling out my phone every 5 minutes to take another interesting angle of the sculptures. Sometimes I was taking a selfie with the led lights and have random movements because I am part of selfie culture. Art is to reflect what we desire or feel. Isn't the idea of selfie is to own part of the exhibition? Like this is so cool I need my face next to it or it didn't even happen? I agree that phones should be banned. They were one step away from vinyling the hashtags on the walls.
I’m also not a fan of some of the artwork themselves. Chakaia Booker is a talented artists, but I do not enjoy her aesthetics, and it may have to do with her identity and style. What is so in “wonderment” of ripped rubber that has a violent texture, laid in an odd maze that creates border-line claustrophobia. Richard Serra’s incredibly large metal pieces are more successful in claustrophobia if that the is the intent, of something to be in awe of.
Spaced Out: Migration to the Interior
11/22/2014 Red Bull Studios, New York, New York
Sometimes when I write these posts, I get a mini panic attack of remembering my other favorite exhibitions I’ve seen. Sometimes it’s just so overwhelming to think and grasps my feelings about all of the art that has influenced my creative thinking. I guess I will have to write them all out.
Spaced Out curated by Phong Bui is a perfect example of how my mind and brain are expanding and breathing at the same time. Many things get filter in, and many things get electrocuted at the same time.
I went to visit Red Bull Studios in New York last year, right around fall time in my third semester in graduate school. The timing of art in my life seem to always heal or reflect exactly my anxieties or joys at that moment. Spaced Out is my of my ultimate favorite exhibitions I’ve attended, and I still attend in my memories. Let me put in the curatorial statement.
Thinking, feeling, intuitive, and sensing, four major functions of the mind, live within their 20th and early 21st century art offspring: conceptualism, expressionism, surrealism, and abstraction. By extension, artworks of these movements can invariable by psychedelically animated. as the contemporary world becomes more dictated by the apparatus of coded language, technological manipulation, political surveillance, and consumerism, psychedelic consciousness offers potential pathways to the unconstructed unknown.
You know why I was so psyched about this exhibition? It was everything I wanted to do, inclusive artists, many asian culture based artists, immersive sick curator-built environment, large scale installations that changed the interior space, and all the right points an exhibition about the mind should hit. i was immediately taken away by how Bui was able to transfer tis usually dark space into a meaningful space for impressive artwork to exist.
One of the pieces stood out, by Jon Kessler. The darkest corner of the fuzzy second layer (second floor) hidden in the back. It is a innocuous looking block with what seems as an automatic bubble blowing device. It’s cute, and i can hear the mechanical machinery. There was some space behind it, and I walked behind and almost threw up. There is the very Kessler creep, of the uncomfortable subconscious of human made machinery. There was a small boy manicure, so lifelike and white as stone, it was a little too much for me. Inside the exhibition, as though it was a collection of psychedelic idealism, there is always something dark and psychotic in the human consciousness. I loved this afterwards.
Bui put in a well balanced exhibition, including the extreme highs and self reflective power of the human consciousness and the dark deep seeded blackness inside everyone. During this show, you have intense reaction to the colors, physical touch, and anxieties of the installation.
Usually I take a lot of photos of the artwork, but here, the artwork was mixed into the experience. All of the artist though, on point. Doesn't matter that I have photos of the pieces, you just had to be there.
Lets talk about the curator. I had the opportunity to meet this eccentric short stout man talk about his experience building this exhibition. He talked about his influences and his curatorial idea which was visually expressed through the colors and feelings of the space. Down to his pot leaf socks you knew who he was, and you knew what he is about. Many idolizing envies flashed before my eyes.
New York is already really personal for me, I like the mean and the dark. But I also like these moments where my heart feels as though I belong in this area, suffering and creating exceptional exhibitions. Remembering this show, is like a hallucination, or a de-ja-vu, even one year later.
Spire by Goldsworthy
10/27/2015 Presidio, San Francisco, California
This bizzaro spire looks better in real life than photos. In our image heavy world, visual experience cannot meet the vibrant photographs which sometimes are not true reflections of the event or installation itself. Visually though, photographs win.
Finding this wood piece was interesting. I went in without expectations, means no research or photos, just a map. I went through the incorrect entrance through a golf course of manicure lawns and strange stares from the wealthy folks. After I found my route through the forest, I began to enjoy the environment around this park. The California landscape cannot be challenged, its just too wonderful and mystical.
de young Museum
10/29/2015 San Francisco, California
This is the first fine art museum I went to on the west coast, and I can say I liked it. I missed the chance to see de Young last year and I made sure to make it this past October. de Young reached my expectations as a typical collection, cool architecture, and lacking accessibility that many museums have.
The outdoor sculpture garden was probably my favorite area of the museum grounds. Not that it had the best sculptures, but it had a variety of large sculptures that were placed well in a small and awkward garden beside the main building. Of course I mainly walked there to see James Turrell’s skyspace, Three Gems, a small one hidden into a grass mound. This was a peaceful and beautiful experience, even with the neon lights off. A docent let me know Turrell is working on fixing it this month.
The building exterior and interior, designed by Herzog & de Meuron, is a mixture of nature and metals. The entrance opened into a mini courtyard, with square boulders arranged in the brick space. I entered in and paid no attention to this area until the second floor. Here there was a viewing window and you could see Andy Goldsworthy’s Drawn Stone. This particular sculpture is about the cultural landscape of California’s tectonic plates and quake lines. Goldworthy’s pieces are about the ephemeral experience of nature and the nature of time so whenever I see a semi-permanent piece (semi in my definition as one which eventually will be destroyed by weather erosion) I am always left wondering, why is it so important for us to attain artwork? Or collection something that exists purely for destruction? Money? After walking into the entrance, I was greeted by another open glass space of California plants and I walked along to the left to begin the contemporary art collections. I can’t say i am impressed by any of the exhibits or artworks, room of glass, and another room of artifacts that I did not look at. It was nice to see how museums display private collections, and I wondered how patronage worked. They borrow a collection, like an extension of the patron’s living room? Interesting enough there were a lot of Chihuly’s glass pieces. The room felt as though displayed as a living room, areas for me to walk around and admire pieces without any comforts or personality of a living room.
Although the de young has a great environment, on point design and interesting spaces, it falls short of a curated collection and accessibility for majority of visiting patrons. For the two areas I did not visit, it was open for two exhibitions with another door charge. I find it hard to justify spending an extra 25$ to see Jewels of San Francisco when I am not close to impressed by the permanent exhibits. How could these pop up ones be better? I don’t believe they used the room and design correctly for “new” way to see art. There was nothing on the observation deck except for the observation windows and a gift shop. What a waste. I rather see a permanent Louise bourgeois cutting through the layers of this building.
Twilight Epiphany at Rice
9/24/2015 Houston, Texas James Turrell is one of my favorite artists from the light movement and land art. He’s well known for his neon light installations creating an immersive reflective environment. Recently hes been in the news because of the unmistakenable similarities inDrake’s 1800 Hotline bling music video. Anyways, onto my own experience with Turrell.
I went to see one of his Skyspace series at Rice University. I got there right before sunset and had enough time to walk around the grass mound. The entrance splits the grass mound and opens to a square shaped room. This was one of the bigger outdoor installations I’e visited and I was nicely impressed. I sat and leaned back into a cold granite seat and looked up to see the square window from above.
“It is difficult to say much more about the piece without descending into gibberish”
Other than the light buildings and installations, Turrell has been working on his ultimate project, Roden Crater, that I will visit one day.
Tycho at the Hirshhorn
9/17/2015 Washington, DC
I love concerts at art museums. I especially love my favorite bands at my favorite art collections. When things like this happen, I feel the universe created this for me.
Tycho is the ambient music of Scott Hansen. Other than his musical talents as a composer and producer, he is also a graphic designer and known for his gradient photographic works. The Hirshhorn is a wonderful collecting museum of contemporary art located on the Smithsonian mall. This specific programing shows how museums now are connecting with the new generation of art seekers and donors.
I headed down to DC early in the evening to catch happy hour in the city. Heading to the Hirshhorn, I had no expectations for the concert. The current exhibition on display was Shirin Neshat: Facing History (see review), emotional films by a woman, and I was interested how his music would combine with her art. The first impression when I entered their outdoor event space was the colors and visual lights of the circular atrium. Blue, orange, pink, and purple lights everwhere, with the iconic Tycho sun projected on the inner walls. This was the right place, and it felt as though I’ve been invited to a private and secret event.
His artwork and video was screened across inner walls of the Hirshhorn building during the show. The circular pond was a great reflection for a double screen effect from where I was standing. His music, would vibrate through the black abyss of the reflective pond, while flowing to the beat of his double screens. When you looked up into the night sky, the circular form of the building cut the purple colors and shades of night into another shape. It is very Turrell to see the sky like this.
The idea of ambient music, and bright lights and color create a mood and atmosphere of reflection and self awareness. It can be considered a healing experience with the energy of Tycho and the relevance of human pain exhibited inside the building.
Coastal Brake, visually used his photographic works of the ocean and of a female form. Tycho’s music always moved through the space from left to right speakers as if this was a performance for one. You would get lost into the projected screens, a successful way to grasp an ambient flow into your experience. The music was echo through the space and amped at a great volume. You could feel the movement of the music, the breathe of the artists, and environment of the building.
In conclusion, this was one of my favorite concerts I’ve attended. The overall feeling of healing was shown by the visual effects of color, video graphics, and the flow of movement through your body. This was a performance, with the right site-responsive music and graphic art.
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