Friday, June 8, 2012

"Phyllida Barlow: siege" at The New Museum




The New Museum in New York City
The New Museum of Contemporary Art in New York City via Guardian.


Going to museums is one of those things most New Yorkers say they wish they'd do more often. And the first thing you should know is that I am not exempt from most New Yorkers. Yesterday I actually remembered that the New Museum has its free hours from 6-9pm on Thursdays. Actually that's a complete lie, the New Museum's Twitter reminded me because I am entirely dependent on social media to know where I should be and when. 

Phyllida Barlow: siege at the New Museum by Benoit Pailley
“Phyllida Barlow: siege,” 2012. Exhibition view: New Museum. Photo: Benoit Pailley.


The "Phyllida Barlow: siege" exhibit on the fourth floor was probably my favorite of what was on view. The sculptures right when you get out of the elevator looked like magnets (yes, I made an ICP joke at the museum and we can't be friends if you don't know what joke I'm talking about). They were pretty jarring because of their size. If art could puff up its chest and come at you bro, these guys would.
Phyllida Barlow: siege 2012 exhibition view at the New Museum
"Phyllida Barlow: siege," 2012. exhibition view: New Museum. Photo: Benoit Pailley.

There was also a hanging sculpture or death trap as I lovingly called it that was very disconcerting. I walked under it with no worries because I'm still in that "nothing can hurt me because I am invincible" phase of life. Typically what I look for at a New Museum exhibit is artwork that looks like a rainbow threw up on itself or work that makes me fear for my life. The New Museum usually succeeds at both. Pretty consistently so, in fact. Take Carsten Höller's slide at his solo exhibit that closed last January. I had to suit up in a helmet and burlap sack to drop down 3 stories through museum concrete. I haven't worn a helmet in years, not because I don't practice bicycle safety but because I can't really actually ride a bike (more on this later). And Lynda Benglis's show at the New Museum last year. You can't tell me this does not look like one of those memory candles you made for your best friend at her sweet sixteen. All it's missing is glitter (don't worry Lynda Benglis likes to get her glitter on too) and the letters "BFF," a stray maraschino cherry stem, and a picture of Leo DiCaprio cut out from a magazine.



Carsten Höller's slide at the New Museum in New York City
Carsten Höller's slide at the New Museum.
Artist Lynda Benglis sculpture at the New Museum
Lynda Benglis at the New Museum.