The rainbows were finer than my camera could capture The rainbow was sudden. We were racing up to Little Berlin Friday along I-95 when Murray and I spotted it. We were so excited we missed our exit and almost drove off the road. The first thing that struck me was how yellow it was at the base, shimmering and golden. I’d never seen that effect before, but I bet the legend about the pot of gold at the foot of the rainbow comes from that. The second thing the struck me was I wasn’t going to be able to get ... More » »
Amze Emmons, in his show World Headquarters, at the Painted Bride The new camouflage tenting material is made of recycled fabric. Such is the new camping these days, and it’s showing up in art work all around town. Last night we spotted it in several pieces by Amze Emmons, at his World Headquarters exhibit curated by InLiquid in the Painted Bride‘s cafe. Tents and buildings with patchwork fabric walls appear here and there in his unsettled cityscapes. Katie Abercrombie’s landscape includes some ad hoc furnishings for the nomadic life. Last week, we spotted a bit of the trend in work ... More » »
Isaac Lin, detail, from his installation at Fleisher-Ollman Gallery Not only is there the pleasure of wearing 3-D glasses to look at art at Fleisher-Ollman’s Cave Paintings, but there is pleasure in looking at paint that’s zipping with color in works alive with energy and emotion. If the gallery’s last outing was an ode to sculpture (the well-loved 2000 Years of Sculpture show), F-O’s offering this month is a tribute to the pleasures of color, texture, line and story, all of which are things paint delivers well. With seven artists in the show and acres of wall space the artists ... More » »
Suitcase, by Leah Bailis A last minute quickie on the shows at Vox Populi, which, two days ago, was still sitting on the fence about where the gallery will move, once it’s are forced out of the Gilbert Building in mid-January. Cinder Blocks, by Leah Bailis With all the stresses of the gallery having to move Leah Bailis’ exhibit The Architecture of Independent People, with its cardboard sculptures of absence and loss in life on the move seemed particularly apt. But it was her cardboard replicas of cinderblocks piled in a corner that stole my heart, partly because of its ... More » »