Showing posts with label MoMA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MoMA. Show all posts
2.1.09
PIPILOTTI RIST at MoMA
I can't think of a better way to start the new year than spending time with the new Pipilotti Rist piece in the 2nd floor atrium at MoMA. For my money, Rist is one of the most compelling artists out there, and with this work she really outdoes herself. The installation, titled Pour Your Body Out (7354 Cubic Meters), is a complex and layered multi-media environment that transforms the great expanse of MoMA's atrium into a sense-around lounge of the highest order. Combining huge vacillating video projections on the three walls with a softly throbbing soundtrack emanating from a womb-like seating/reclining area in the center of the room, Rist offers a trippy collective excursion into pure sense-ation.
The central metaphor of the piece is water -- as vehicle or essence of life in all its richness, and fluidity -- as an integrated state of being. The visually stunning and utterly engrossing images modulate constantly in a kaleidoscopic flow of high-key color, organic forms and movement, perpetually morphing and shifting. The soundtrack is a combination of vocal and electronic drones and melodic wisps that form a soft blanket of ambient sound, inviting us to stop, take a deep breath, and just be there for a while. To reinforce this invitation, Rist has installed a large doughnut shaped sofa in the center, and asked viewers to remove their shoes and settle in.
If this sounds all too ... new age -- well, let me say that verbal description simply cannot convey the totality of the experience of this piece. The teeming throngs of people lounging, strolling, just hanging out below the giant undulating saturated color images create a free-flowing, breathing fusion of humanity and sensuousness that is distinctly separate from the institutional starkness of the rest of the museum. This is a knockout piece of monumental poetry -- an exquisite incantation that reinforces in our bodies and minds the experience and awareness of a pervasive interconnected sensuality.
15.6.08
OLAFUR ELIASSON at MoMA & P.S.1
There is an intriguing tension in this show between the ephemeral nature of much of the work, and the environment of high-end entertainment engendered by the Modern (though at P.S.1 the work seems much more at home). In addition to the work itself, the viewer is confronted with the gamut of human interactions, interventions, and interruptions in the process of navigating through the crowds at this popular show. For some (and their young children), it is a playground. Others bob in and out of the rooms looking for the “art”. Many are primarily interested in getting cool photos of themselves in proximity to the various environments. A few are quietly hanging out in each room, watching, absorbing, being. It is a true microcosm of human behavior in relation to natural phenomena, or maybe for that matter in relation to art.
It’s amazing that, for instance, a room filled with intense yellow light can be so fascinating to so many people. I think it is the direct simplicity of the gesture that makes it so palatable – placing emphasis on actual physical experience rather than on Art (the museum setting notwithstanding). By altering a fundamental element of reality (color), Eliasson is drawing us in like moths to flame – enticing us to examine the difference, to speculate, to feel. Each individual will of course have a different experience, sense a different value, feel a different intensity. But it is the potential awareness, the optimistic possibility that our action as viewers may produce a fundamental change in the nature or structure of our reality that seems to be at the heart of Eliasson’s work.
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