It was 11 a.m. EST. I just landed in the big apple ready for my weekend of adventure, site-seeing, eating and window shopping. I hopped on the subway down to the Meatpacking District to grab a bite of my favorite Italian food at Serafina’s Restaurant. I had some time to kill before the rest of my crew landed, so naturally I pulled my iPhone from my purse, held down that magic button and said, “Siri, what should I do in the Meatpacking District?” (Got to love Siri.) The first thing my handy friend suggested was the Whitney Museum of Modern Art, and I never doubt Siri suggestions :).
As I headed down Gansevoort Street, I could smell the delicacies being prepared in the Gansevoort Market and used all of my self-control to stay away from Helmut Lang and the other high-end designer boutiques. Once I crossed over Washington Street, I saw over 60,000 square feet of glass windows, terraces, restaurants and of course art. I made my way up the cantilevered entrance along Gansevoort Street and began my tour through Renzo Piano’s architectural masterpiece.
Image by Ed Lederman
The exhibitions included:
Archibald Motley: Jazz Age Modernist
Thea Westreich Wagner and Ethan Wagner Collection
Rachel Rose: Everything and More
Njideka Akunyili Crosby: Before Now After (Mama, Mummy and Mamma)
The Whitney Collection (duh)
… and my personal favorite
Frank Stella: A Retrospective
Because I could go on for days about every single exhibit, I’m just going to share with you my infatuation with Frank Stella. When I walked off the elevator on the 8th floor, a blast of color shocked my eyes. And so it began.
Mesmerized one after another, I couldn’t understand how one man actually created these pieces. There were dozens of beautifully aggressive minimalistic pieces and then there would be a three dimensional metal work of art that reached as tall as the ceiling. I could see no correlation of the exhibit. I learned that Stella was known as one of the first practitioners of nonrepresentational art, and it made complete sense. Looking at these pieces, I kept thinking what underlying message he was trying to portray. But he wasn’t. It was literally just a fabulous piece of art that represented nothing in particular. As someone who enjoys and respects all art forms, but doesn’t necessarily understand all art – I loved that I could just look at the piece in front of me and simply think it was amazing, without any breakdown of the meaning behind it.
Hopefully my images will give you even the slightest sense of the beauty in this exhibition. Just sit back and enjoy the colors, the geometry, the intricate simplicity.
“There’s a power in the stripe paintings that the newer ones will never have; on the other hand, there is an energy – and a kind of florid excitement – in the newer work that the stripe paintings didn’t have. I don’t think you can do it all at once. That’s why you’re lucky you have a lifetime.” - Frank Stella
Learn more about the exhibit here