Pst....

PST tally so far: 5 exhibits

I haven't been visiting as many PST exhibits as I have wanted to. I plan to rectify that problem very soon. Hopefully this upcoming weekend if the wind doesn't stick around. Or if it does it may help me get places faster. I am usually no match for the wind in very embarrassing ways. One day I'll probably be blown up into the sky like Remedios. (I digress to magical realism, as always, but again has nothing to do with Los Angeles, contemporary art. etc.)

LACMA: (not in the order I saw them in, but in order of their closing)

1) Asco-December 4th
Firstly Asco, (Aah sko) -which is one of my favorite Spanish words, means disgust. Me da asco-You disgust me. You probably already know that, because you live in Califas, but just as always wanted to impart some knowledge, because if you can learn one thing today, it should be how to say the word disgust in another language.

I guess I left not knowing the contributions of Asco on the art scene, mainly I felt it was a photo series of them in Bonnie and Clyde style outfits, staring into the camera as a group. We are here I guess.

I understand taking the stereotypical and making it yours. (Space Lucha Libre) I understand wanting to acknowledge your place in a medium in which you are marginalized. (making an awards ceremony for your own movie because you will never be awarded for your accomplishments as an artist as a Latino/Chicano)

Maybe it was a curatorial problem or maybe because the night before I had spent to much time in Tispangatron, but I just didn't get it. I felt lost in that gallery space. I felt that it came off a little narcissistic. I am not sure if that was supposed to be the point. But isn't art in its nature narcissistic. (chew on that)

Here is what I am loving about this PST movement, is that a lot of these artists are still alive and they can talk and they do talk about their art. A lot of them are talking on the website, in handheld devices in the galleries, talks at the art institutions. I wish that I would have heard Gamboa jr talking about these pieces earlier, than just right now. I would have not been so very perdida.


2) California Design- closes June 3 (My birthday)
It is amazing to see the history of mid-century modern interior design pieces. A personal design era favorite of mine. This movement was so all encompassing, the clothes you wore, the music you listened to, the car you drove, whether you surfed or not. And it is all here in this exhibit the Avanti , the long boards, the shelves, pottery, sterocabinets, textiles.

The highlight of this exhibit of course is the Eames' living room re-created in a class box to get a 360 view. To see where they lived, created entertained.

I love really everything about this exhibit. Especially the thought of throwing a dinner party in these outfits, where I would serve Lobster of course. There is so much to digest, pardon the pun, I need a few more hours to listen to all of the video and sound commentary that comes with this exhibit.

I didn't have time for 5 car stud, I hear it is very polarizing, makes you feel emotionally beat up. It closes January 15th.

(a picture of me at the Getty talking about LACMA, I guess I will have to take a picture of me at LACMA and talk about the Getty exhibits, but for now, I am tired of talking about art.)

Wrong. (on the cheap)

If you aren't aware, this weekend marks the kick off of Pacific Standard Time all around the SoCal area. Sunday is also free, so if you don't take advantage of it, it is completely your fault.

And they event have free shuttles going from museum to museum, so again, no excuse.

Asco exhibit=free
3 Getty exhibits=free
Eames exhibit @ A+D= free (did you know Ice Cube is a big collector of Eames furniture, well know you know)
Mexican Modernism in LA=free

Scroll down the website to free admission and see all the wonderful FREE.

I promise it will be great.

omnipresent

These are the weekends where my school girl crush on LA grows. Weekends where there is so much to do that you become dizzy with all the possibilities.

Cinespia- My favorite summer thing starts tonight with an homage to Liz Taylor with the film "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof". Bring a blanket a bottle of wine gather your closest friends and watch a film with Rudolf Valentino's headstone and some strange likenesses of some deceased Armenians.

LACMA is showing "Days of Heaven" tonight. Which will be the first time on the big screen for me since it came out when I was 3. (rhyming not intended)

You could always see "Art in the Streets" and go to Wurstkuche like everyone else. Because sausage & graffiti goes so well together.

Sunday is "Taste of the East Side" at Barnsdall park. Which will be an amazing mass of local restaurants. Should I eat ground beef and pickle tacos, Bun Thit Nuong, Forage's Jidori chicken, try Little Dom's for the first time? Good thing it starts at 1 so I can fast until then.

And sunday hotel cafe be there or be square.

I'll probably do a couple of these things and then go and have French bartenders chat me up and somehow convince me that buying an $18 glass of wine is a good idea.

ruminations on a LACMA visit

I really wanted to see the Renoir exhibit at LACMA. It ends on Sunday....Maybe this is a sort of an if I were you post.

I headed to LACMA and ate lunch and have to say that I need to stop. I get fooled every time. The food is hideous and extremely overpriced. Hence the row of food trucks across the street.

I listened to two attractive girls chatting loudly about finding a good man. I am wondering where he is too as I sit at my table for 1 eating airplane food at the only table w/o an umbrella.

Upon reading the artist statement... Umm... I am pretty sure that there aren't African Americans in the Bahamas because it is a British Commonwealth ....?

Does listening to my ipod make me anti-social?

two museums two days

This is what you see when you lay down in my childhood room in Northern Minnesota. Winter time was always my favorite to lay and bed and watch these branches break up the sky. I had forgotten I had taken this picture to gaze at when I get homesick until I went to the Luisa Lambri exhibit at the Hammer Museum.

These pictures remind me of home.

This was my first Hammer visit and due to impending weather, I pretty much had the place to myself.

Day 2:
Pouring rain and the last hour of viewing, or rather 45 minutes because the want you out early. I only had the chance to appreciate the swirling loopy rusted metal sculpture in the ground floor of BCAM. Its labyrinth reminds me of a futuristic sci-fy movie, like Logan's Run. The Art of the Pacific (Even back then men felt that they were better endowed than they actually were) and the German Impressionists, who I feel have more daring senses of color than their French counterparts.

I need to go back and see the Renoir and American Stories exhibits, but at a steep $20 a pop, I needed much more than 45 minutes.