Dog Love

Mr. Milton gets the honor of inaugurating this blog. As a 12 year old canine, he knows exactly what’s important in life and he will serve as consultant for my coming posts. For those of us who love dogs, their wisdom is an undeniable fact and the gentle creature pictured below has taught me countless…

The Anatomy of Grief

I’ve sometimes thought about how the works of art that have touched me the most all share a certain inescapable characteristic. This elusive but absolutely vital something doesn’t necessarily hinge on materials and aesthetics, but has more to do with what I think of as an undefined indication of Truth. By this I don’t mean…

On the Titles of Things

Saturday I went to see Jessica Stockholder at Mitchell-Innes & Nash in Chelsea. I have liked her work for years and this show was no exception: her practice of performing wonky marriages between practically disparate materials and whole and partial objects creates a delightful itch at the very back of my head that makes me…

Storm King Sculpture Park

Despite starting out on a bit of a rough note (courtesy of the Trailways’ counter staff at the Port Authority who clearly hasn’t grasped the purpose of e-tickets…), last Sunday reached near perfection as I spent the day walking around Storm King. Over 100 sculptures are deliberately placed in the landscape of this park which…

Bugs, anyone?

So, The Economist had a bright red truck parked at the corner of 68th Street and Lexington Avenue last Friday afternoon. A bunch of friendly people were handing out flyers and free ice cream with several great flavors to choose from. The only caveat was that each serving  of ice cream came with a mandatory…

On “The Language of Things”

I’m a big fan of the Public Art Fund and generally like their NYC-wide, temporary installations. The title of the current show in City Hall Park, The Language of Things, had me excited but ultimately left me unimpressed. On Aug. 4, Ken Johnson wrote that the park was “alarmingly unkempt” and this was the case…

Grosse on the Beach

Yesterday, a friend and I took the NYC Water Taxi out to the Rockaways to spend a lazy afternoon at Riis Beach. We also wanted to check out Katharina Grosse’s new public art piece which will be up for the duration of the summer. Although I have yet to see her sprawling paint job psychylustro…

The Unfolding of Time

Since stumbling upon Rebecca Solnit’s piece in Harper’s a few months back, I’ve brought myself up to speed by reading her books “Men Explain Things to me” and “Hope in the Dark: Untold Histories, Wild Possibilities.” I found some of it difficult to get through–particularly the sections on violence towards women–but aside from that I…

The Possibility Wave

It’s been a long time coming (1 year and 10 months to be exact) but I now finally have a fabricator on board for my Percent for Art commission! The sculpture–initially titled Sound-Wave-Sound but more recently renamed The Possibility Wave*–is going to be suspended from the ceiling in the 24 feet high lobby of PS335Q…

Silent and Listening

The past few days have been most painful in my adopted land. In the face of judgement and hatred, many people have spoken and written so eloquently about their pain and fear and anguish. While I take comfort in their words, I think my own time is best spent silent and listening. Deeply, and with…

A Temple to Minimalism

A friend and I made the trip up to Dia:Beacon in June last year. It was a sunny and warm Friday and the place felt surprisingly empty. We spent the whole day there, our low-key conversation meandering as we slowly made our way through the different areas. My friend, who visited for the first time…

Melt to Earth

Here are few pics from October, 2013: Aaron Curry’s sculptures surrounding the fountain at the Lincoln Center. I really enjoyed these big wonky painted aluminum things. They looked like kids’ drawings in 3D, made out of rubber or plastic.

A Moment of Gratitude

Spent the long weekend with my close friend and her wonderful family in Connecticut. So grateful for their generous invitation. Few things beat a post-pool nap on the porch, surrounded by this lush, gorgeous garden…