Not that I’m bragging or anything, but today Tina and I went to the Museum of Modern Art, and we saw the William Kentridge and Tim Burton exhibits. They were great. You should go buy a ticket for NYC and see them yourselves.
There was a William Kentridge film playing at the Museum of Contemporary Art the week of our wedding. But this was an entire exhibit of beautiful drawings and some of the most elaborate modern art I’ve ever seen. Most of it was start black & white. The thought and time that went into the layout of the exhibit was certainly something to think about.
His entire exhibit made me want to draw my pants off. I love being inspired like I was today.
The Tim Burton exhibit was packed. It was cool to see, but it was hot as hell inside. For Tina, it made her want to go rewatch all of his work. For me, I reveling in admiring his sketches which led to his major work. The sketches for “Beetlejuice” were some great art. It seems that Burton uses anything nearby to sketch his inspirations. One section looked like it was done exclusively in Crayon™.
When we left, there was a line of people queued around the entire block of the MoMA building. I turned to one of the people in line and asked, “What’s the line for?”
“MoMA” he said.
Damn, what wouldn’t I do to live in a city where all art is so important that people line that long to see it. In Chicago we’re used to concerts lining up around blocks, but not stuff like that. Oh well.
On the way back from MoMA, we passed a guy vomiting his brains out on some stairs. I wanted badly to take his picture. But I wussed out. How dumb is it to be so inspired by such great art, and then puss out of getting something so dramatic as someone laying his head sideways on a stair, barfing what looked a lot like vegetable soup.
I went back to grab a shot, but the guy had already sat back up. Shooting a guy sitting beside his own stomach lining rubbing his aching head didn’t seem like it would translate as well as a guy laying with his head on a stair for a pillow with gooey ooze coming out of his mouth.
We had sushi for dinner, and now I’m trying to get some rest before another big day tomorrow.
What was the coolest art exhibit you’ve ever seen? In the very least, what was the last art exhibit you saw?