"We artists are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell."
P. Picasso.
This weekend I went to the MoMa, adding to my worldwide museum repertoire. Exhibits, Art Basel, First Friday, galleries, etc. etc... I'll admit, I'm a bit of an art asshole. I lust after certain pieces, galavanting about the globe longing to add them to my visual library of things I've seen. Lists of artists and works get shorter with each place I visit. It's like get my fix- gotta get a hit of that
Mona Lisa, take a line of the
Last Supper. I also shamelessly pursue artists on a TMZ level, drooling over Hirst, Koons, and Kappor at the Tate on another recent museum visit. I love falling in love with art because for me it's either a goal accomplished, or a new discovery. MoMa not only offers free admission on Friday, they also have a floor dedicated to design pieces, which is nice for an art museum. Their collection is phenomenal, and I found some new people and things I really enjoyed, once I get being starstruck...artstruck?
Voila!
Tim Burton, on display until the end of April.
Learn from me, prebook your ticket.
Sietsema Oki/Sato Cabbage Chair.
Made from recycle pattern paper, badass.
Annette Messenger.
Skulls, hxc.
Not at the MoMa, but still cool.
Go forth and be artsy.
♥ Lini.
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