Guys and Dolls: Miami Day 2
In talking with Caryn Coleman of art.blogging.la fame, I learned the only way to really blog from an art fair is with images and captions...there's not much point in trying to formulate any rational opinions, given how fried my brain is now, anyway, so here goes... Bambino is trying to work out the spy cam on the jacuzzi, until then, though, here's a few shots of our room (again, we moved from the tiny 122 to the spacious 114) ...
Here's our room from the outside...think anyone will be able to figure out whose it is?
Here's an interior view, showing how spacious it is...there's more around the bend, and behind where I'm standing...the long landscape in the background is a new piece by Chris Dorland, as is the cropped pink one on the left...the framed piece under the TV is a fireworks drawing by Rosemarie Fiore, and the video playing is the great flying tomato piece (With Open Arms) by Kate Gilmore...the three smaller landscapes are from the roadside adult bookstore series by Christopher Johnson....John Waters discusses one of these with Bruce Hainley in their book about art and sex.
Our project space (formerly a vanity) with sculptures by Joe Fig, including Jasper Johns and Robert Rauschenberg...you can also see a snippet of a new painting by Rosemarie Fiore...I suck at photo composition, I know.
Here's a final interior shot that I took just as this guy walked into view. I met him (he's exhibiting at Pulse), but I have to admit, my brain's a colander right now, so if you recognize him, don't tell him I can't recall his name.
More images of the room tomorrow.
With my painfully crappy phone camera, I took this shot of the New York Dolls in concert on the beach...they were fun (even though they look radioactive in this lame image):
Still, there was something about dancing with Bambino to the NYDolls rendition of Piece of My Heart, on the beach, beneath a perfect star-filled sky, that made me forget just how exhausted I was for a bit...