a little bit of art this week

I met my Mom's dearest friend at the MOMA for a little art and lunch on Monday.  I have definitely not been doing enough art these days.  I liked what my Mom's friend said about NYC.  We are so lucky to live here and enjoy what is available to us.  She takes full advantage from going to the Cloisters on Sunday to the MOMA on Monday to the opening of the McQueen exhibit at the Met on Tuesday and basically that is what the rest of her week was shaping up to be.  I love that! 

At the MOMA, there were a few new exhibits I had not seen.  Impressions from South Africa, 1965 to Now was fantastic.  I only wish that there had been more.  There has probably not been a very cohesive art community in South Africa not that there hasn't been many artists.  Getting the art into galleries, homes and places to be seen has probably just begun post-apartheid.  There was only two rooms and I loved the work.  The one above is by Sandile Goje.  The top one is by Williams Kentridge. 

I also attended the American Federation of Arts luncheon.  I went because a friend of mine, who I definitely don't see enough, asked me to come and she was co-chairing the event.  Angela Westwater spoke and listening to her speak about her life in the art world was educational as well as inspirational.  She has been involved with the art world in NYC for decades.  Her gallery is called Sperone Westwater.

Sperone Westwater is a brand new building located on the Bowery that she talked about briefly in regards to finding the architect to create the ultimate space to show art.  What was more interesting is the photos and artists such as Bruce Nauman and Sol Le Wit who she met in the early days.  She has been nurturing artists such as William Wegman, Nauman and Richard Tuttle since the beginnings of their careers.  Really impressive.

What always strikes me as amazing is when you listen to women like Angela who not only love the arts but seeing the world through her eyes.  She showed the audience pictures of the exhibits she had done over the years and many of them were installations.  Those installations looked like many installations that I have seen over the years that I have a very hard time understanding their value and importance in the art world.  Angela certainly understood that value as many of their works are in major galleries at this point. 

I have yet to go down to see the new Sperone Westwater but am definitely making it a priority.

On another note, get up to the MOMA to see the ongoing Design exhibit.  I took a picture of the original Macintosh which is definitely worth seeing in person.  The servers are there too. 

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Comments (Archived):

  1. awaldstein

    The museums in NYC are a gift. A few times a month I head up to Moma to visit my fav Jackson Pollack or to the Met to get lost in the history of images.I thank my mom for taking me as a kid often and giving me this gene.

    1. Gotham Gal

      it actually does work when you take your kids often. we always took ourkids and now they take themselves.

      1. awaldstein

        Yup…they will thank you.

  2. J P Elliot

    Thanks for the tip on the MOMA exhibition. It’s great to see recognition of the role design plays in technology.Just a note about the photo – the computer pictured is actually a Lisa, the computer Apple released one year before the Macintosh. (Technically, it’s a Lisa 2, which was later rebadged as a Macintosh XL, but now I’m being even more pedantic than when I began.) In any case, a revolutionary machine.

    1. Gotham Gal

      you should let the MOMA know! ha.

  3. Cecelia

    We schlepped our kids to museums constantly, wherever we traveled. As an artist, how could I not? The payoff? Now they are collectors! For me, its next generation (granddaughter) time. Loving it.Cecelia Feld

  4. Lisa O

    Joanne -thank you for the photos above – the impressonist art is rich in the story of struggle and division and moving! Jason – Thanks for the info~ ‘Lisa’ – great name for the first Mac……sweet!@@

  5. ellen

    This reminds me of what is sitting in my basement in boxes. Too many old computers even though they have some historical significance. This is the reason I could never throw them out. One man’s trash is another man’s collector’s item.