Sunday, April 23, 2023

Upcoming art excursions

Rosemary and I went to a Nick Cave exhibition at the Guggenheim. It was powerful work, with one floor dedicated to his earlier work and influences, another to present sculptural assemblages, and a room of his Sound Suits which we really love. When you see the earlier stuff, his engagement with the politics of black and queer representation are more overt. The sound suits began as a work of assembly that functioned as armor against racist violence. I'm sure he has a studio of assistants and "fabricators" that help him with the very labor intensive assembly of plastic and metal flowers, bird statuettes, buttons and beads, the detritus of thrift stores, fabrics and toys. 

Up next: Brooklyn Art Museum's Thierry Mugler show "Couturissime" which Rosemary says is really excellent.

The Poster House has two shows up that are worth a visit: Made in Japan and Black Power to Black People. I always appreciate the way the Poster House makes the most of its space to mount exciting shows.

There's a Georgia O'Keeffe show at the MOMA.

 

Saturday, March 04, 2023

BAM

(wrote this Nov 6 then never hit publish)

BAM is the Brooklyn Academy of Music. I went to a movie with a MeetUp group there. It's an easy ride on the C and just a few blocks from the Lafayette stop. I saw Decision to Leave again and this time it made more sense, although I still don't get why she dies at the end. I got a senior membership and went back today to see the Met Opera simulcast with a nice little lecture  before about Verdi's life. We got all the way to the death scene when the livestream cut out because of a stupid automated bandwidth saving deal--so dumb. But it was revelatory, how much of La Traviata I remember listening to when I lived with Bill. I don't think I've ever seen the opera but I knew almost all of the music. There are several programs I'm interested in seeing, including a production of Trojan Women by the Korean National Theater that incorporate pansori. 

Here's Tito Gobbi singing "Di Provenza il mar, il suol" as only he can, so powerful and yet so expressive and flexible. No shouting.