My wonderful niece Leslie came out to see us this week-end. She’s a Special Ed teacher, and mother of two. It’s her first vacation without the family. So I asked her – what do you want to do in New York? Go to MoMA! The Museum of Modern Art.
According to their website – MoMA is a place that fuels creativity, ignites minds, and provides inspiration.
The admission is twenty bucks – times 3. I’ll admit it – I plunked down $60 and immediately thought of what ELSE I could do with that kind of money. But I love my niece, and this is where she wanted to go.
The main room looked like someone was setting up for a garage sale. There was all this crap laying on laying on the floor- shoes, books, old appliances, cell phone chargers, empty pop bottles, towels, beat up games with pieces clearly missing. WTH? Mark and I looked at each other – thinking the same thing. Leslie was in the back of the room reading the story of the installation.
Beijing-based artist Song Dong (b. 1966) explores notions of transience and impermanence with installations that combine aspects of performance, video, photography, and sculpture. Projects 90, his first solo U.S. museum show, presents his recent work Waste Not. A collaboration first conceived of with the artist’s mother, the installation consists of the complete contents of her home, amassed over fifty years during which the Chinese concept of wu jin qi yong, or “waste not,” was a prerequisite for survival. The assembled materials, ranging from pots and basins to blankets, oil flasks, and legless dolls, form a miniature cityscape that viewers can navigate around and through.
And so we did – with fresh perspective. Instead of piles of junk, it began to look like a 3 dimensional quilt. Nothing material was ever tossed. Buttons, lids to jars, worn out shoes. They may have lost their original purpose, but in times of great need, what other benefits lie within their sole?
In the spirit of bricolage – I challenge myself to find “other uses” for my garbage.
Any ideas?
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July 20, 2009 at 10:19 am
Glenn Coble
I know where we can stick all the direct mail pieces I get from financial institutions every day.
July 20, 2009 at 11:10 am
Denise Wymore
You mean besides your shredder? Now if we were to create a MoMA installation – think about it. We’d still shred them but we would keep them in a loose pile. And by the end of one year the pile would be the size of a bean bag chair – and the “art” would be that pile NEXT to a bean bag chair…..and the caption would simply say:
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July 20, 2009 at 11:10 am
Mark Curran
Proving once again that one man’s garbage is another’s treasure. It is sometimes hard to see the “art” in everyday objects, but if one looks with fresh lenses there is beauty all around us. We need to stop and smell the the old tennis shoes. Thanks for the reminder.
July 20, 2009 at 1:45 pm
Glenn Coble
I love the idea of a huge pile of shreded banking crap. It looks like art in mu mind’s eye.
July 20, 2009 at 1:46 pm
Glenn Coble
Sorry for the misspelling “MY minds eye”. I get so emotional about our waste.
July 20, 2009 at 1:56 pm
Denise Wymore
Glenn,
At MoMA there is no judging – mu mind’s eye would probably be better…..
July 21, 2009 at 10:11 am
Dwight Johnston
Seriously. It was a crazy-lady trash pile.
July 21, 2009 at 10:24 am
Glenn Coble
I assume the “crazy Lady” Dwight is refering to is you, Denise.
July 21, 2009 at 10:49 am
Mark Sadowski
Remember another crazy lady’s trash is another man’s art!