March 25th, 2018
Getting acquainted with the work of Tarsila do Amaral, whose art is as stunning as the artist herself; capturing the minimal geometry of New York’s temple of modern art; feeling the urge to stop by ”The Piano Lesson”, one of Matisse’s most interesting compositions (a few more times and I might even begin to like it); leaping from modern art to ”New Photography” and its 2018 edition examining how photography can capture ”what it means to be human”. Tarsila do Amaral, Estudo (Academia no. 2), 1923, oil on canvas
MoMA, March 25th, 2018
I’m not talking about me, oh no, even though with this view I often feel like a princess in her tower. It’s that rooftop looking down between the buildings that looks like a public parking but is usually empty, save for a car or two. It’s not often one can find an empty spot of this size in the heart of Manhattan, where every available inch is too valuable to be left unused.
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”I did this book on New York: black-and-white, grungy photographs. People said, “What a put-down–New York is not like that. New York is a million things, and you just see the seamy side.” So I thought I would do a film showing how seamy New York was, but intellectually, by doing a thing on electric-light signs. How beautiful they are, and what an obsessive, brainwashing message they carry. And everybody is so thankful for this super spectacle. Anyway, I think it’s the first Pop film.” – William Klein (source)
It’s been almost three years since we came to live next to Times Square – just off, still ”too close for comfort”. I’ve been crisscrossing Broadway every working day of the week, at least twice; sometimes during the weekends too. I have seen it by day and by night, sweating in the sizzling summer heat and glimmering after the rain, covered in snow and confetti, flooded with crowds and quasi-empty (yes, it does happen – rarely, but it does). But seeing it through Mr. Klein’s lens adds a whole new poetic dimension to the reality of Broadway, as we know it today.
It begins with these words:
”Les américaines ont inventé le jazz pour se consoler de la mort, la star pour se consoler de la femme.
Pour se consoler de la nuit, ils ont inventé Broadway…”
Click on the stills gallery for a larger view or, better yet, bedazzle yourself by watching this beautiful short film (only about 10′ long), here:
March 8th, 2018
Hello, my name is Mercurius and I will be your guide for this tour. Later on, we will explore the secrets of the Grand Central Terminal but, for now, please enjoy the wonderful blue sky above this construction site on my right, because, my dear mortals, in time, a glass metallic giant will rise bound to obstruct your view…
… thus spake Mercurius, and lo and behold:
Mercury standing atop the Tiffany clock, one of the jewels adorning the Grand Central Terminal facade.
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