Getting ahead of ourselves on the hiking season, we decided an 8 kilometer wander on a crisp but sunny late winter day along what turned out to be a rather dull and very brown trail in a nature preserve was a good use of our Saturday. Not one single wild boar to snap with my new camera; but at least the signs of spring, and the Schnitzel and antlers at the Gasthaus made the outing worthwhile.
Sunday’s cloud cover found us indoors and into the dense cosmos, so to speak. A new exhibit at the MUMOK contemporary art museum had opened the day before, devoted to “The Pattern and Decoration” movement in the U.S. between 1975-1985.
What? You haven’t heard of this movement, either?
In the first of the three galleries we came upon a piece titled something about two pirate ships, but struggled to find either patterns or decorations.
Much better. This is No End to Bumper Harvest. Into the dense cosmos this artist went for a title. The exhibit was starting to make sense.
Squid and Octopus were the names of these two pieces.
Back into the dense cosmos for, Cincinnati.
This installation, Air Space Stage I, II 1972/2019 resembled perhaps the remnants from a fabric store clearance bin pieced together. I write this because I recall doing something similar to create a canopy for our children to play under in the garden of our U.S. home when they were very young. I should have kept it; it might have been a worthy contribution to this exhibition!
Blue Hound. Not the least-sensical title in this exhibition.
That award would go to what was otherwise a lovely piece: Emma Lottie Marches for the Right to Vote.
Not that I really know what I am talking about, but I do not think this piece, my favorite in the exhibit should have been placed in a small room. And personally I would have used the tiles in either my kitchen or the master bath rather than create an art piece with them. Just saying.
Looks like something that might hang above the bed in a mid-range hotel chain room.
All “art critique” aside there were quite a few pieces that caught our attention.
This one, in particular, I would even hang in our home.
Then came the final gallery, which left us wondering. Honestly, does this not resemble a middle school art project using Shrinky-Dinks?
Baby Charmin, a Roach Motel and St.John the Baptist.
Wanting to increase the ROI from the entrance fee we walked into another exhibit by Austrian Artist Ernst Carmelle, something about “abstraction and emblematic figuration—up to the point of floral formlessness.”
Tony’s thoughts on this piece: “It looks like the computer from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.”
We tried to appreciate the exhibit but did not get far. The House for a Chinese done in pencil and “sun on paper” was entirely too deep into the cosmos for us; that, and we had already begun thinking about lunch.
Thank goodness hiking season is almost upon us!