I get dragged by C to so many galleries when what I really want to do is take a nap, but they are inevitably engaging, as was this installation at Exit Art (475 Tenth Avenue). The artist invited participation, so C entered into it and I held the camera. His shirt clashed with the orange flooring, so I asked for its removal. (The director of the gallery, Jeanette Ingberman has great and copious hair.)
"Perge modo et qua te ducit via dirige gressum," said Venus to Aeneas.
2 comments:
feet, toilet, and hairy torso ------ what more can one ask for?
looks like he needs a bath actually...
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