by Fracis Lewis, Executive Editor, IN NEW YORK magazine

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All Is Everything

Thursday, November 3rd, 2011

That you would want in a museum retrospective. Devoted to Italian sculptor Maurizio Cattelan and at the Guggenheim Museum, Nov. 4-Jan. 22, All is shocking, shameless, shameful, thought-provoking, funny, lewd, imaginative, iconoclastic, irreverent, blasphemous, mordant, critical, bemused, optimistic and unforgettable. Cattelan’s a mass of contradictions. So’s the show. So’s the world he depicts in a hyperealism that embraces taxidermy and wax figures. Not since Matthew Barney blew the roof off the Gugg a few years back has there been such an audacious, amusing, thoroughly enjoyable show. I mean, Cattelan literally gives us the finger. Check out the site-specific installation, too: the entire show hangs, drips, falls from the museum’s oculus, leaving the ramp denuded of art. JFK lies in his coffin; Picasso strikes a pose in a Roy Lichtenstein bedroom; Hitler is brought to his knees; dogs sleep; donkeys bray; Pinocchio flies; a woman skulks in a refrigerator. Cattelan’s hung out his life’s work out to dry or maybe he’s put it all on the gallows. The retrospective is, after all, a death knell: The artist, born in 1960, is retiring/resigning from the art world following this show. For us, that may not be such great news, though. We need Cattelan, if only because art means never having to say, “Isn’t that pretty?”

Hi There!

Monday, March 29th, 2010

jeanneThe thing I like about museums is that you really don’t have to do much. You just have to look. Our four other senses (for the most part) can take a break, and we can simply do our eyes do the work, letting them guide us often from room to room, from gallery to gallery, from masterpiece to masterpiece or from hallway to something mind-blowing, life-changing, knocks-your-breath-out: whether it is a world-famous 20th-century painting or a thin gold bracelet from a nearly-forgotten civilization from a distant speck of human history.  Museums house treasure, images, artifacts, sculptures; and we merely look at them. Their power or significance or beauty (or lack thereof) can be absorbed right then, or it can come much later. That part doesn’t really matter, though. Looking is all we do, and that is the important part.

Museums also offer us the chance to shush.  In a city where the scream of traffic is always present or the shriek of chatter is surrounding, museums can act as shelters safe from the manic elements.  Here, we no longer must respond, react, think, act, do, prepare, prevent…we just get to look.

Whether as magnificent and holy as a Roman cathedral, or a dusty corner of a non-descript office building, New York City contains a museum for just about any and every field of interest: a millennia-old silver Islamic coin is one of 175,000 on view at the American Numismatic Society, a destination for anyone interested in coins, the history of money and economy or design. The Lower East Side Tenement Museum reenacts the turn-of-the-century life for thousands of immigrants, providing visitors with an insight so virtual that the current world temporarily does not exist.  The museums of this city can even provide hardened city dwellers or tired visitors the opportunity to escape the concrete jungle: the Queens County Farm Museum offers green grounds on which to relax, farm animals to feed, and even a hay-ride for those in need of total rustic-inspired recreation.

With all of that said, welcome to my blog, Cultured Pearls! I am by no means a history, art history, social history and natural history buff—I have an art history/museum studies minor, and that’s about as qualified as I get.

I am just someone who enjoys seeing things, learning things, and appreciates the opportunity to, for once, be quiet while I am doing so.  Any and all feedback, expertise, insight or suggestions will be more than welcome on this journey.


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