Wolfgang Laib’s “Pollen From Hazelnut” is a huge rectangle of pollen that was meticulously sifted onto a platform in MoMA’s second floor atrium. From a distance it appears slightly convex and resembles a pincushion, or a minimalist painting too large to hang. Up close, the yellow of the pollen is compelling but not overwhelming – I’m glad I saw it but I haven’t advised friends to rush over. The pollen’s on view until March 11.
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Photos are permitted, just don’t use the flash on these mid-century paintings; it’s not good for their aging surfaces. “Abstract Expressionist New York,” comprised of works from MOMA’s collection, is the museum’s fall to spring blockbuster. Familiar names figure largely, of course: Jackson Pollock, Barnett Newman, Willem de Kooning, Mark Rothko, Hans Hofmann, Lee Krasner, and David Smith. It’s not a bad show, just rather familiar.
Well, maybe not. It’s a nuisance to check wet and oddly shaped items in the coatroom, so they are doing an experiment at the museum. The miserable weather is supposed to clear up this afternoon.
The second-floor bookstore at MOMA has a waist-high red glass divider which enlivens the view from the lobby. Looking through the red is pleasantly trippy and displacing, and makes you feel like you’ve wandered into a 1960’s experimental film.
The painting over the desk, by a Japanese artist, I read as a tribute to modernist Kenneth Noland, painter of chevrons and targets, who died last year.
One of Frank Lloyd Wright’s most famous buildings, the Guggenheim Museum, is on upper Fifth Avenue. In preparation for its 50th anniversary this year, numerous cracks in the cement were patched and some structural work was performed. The building looks great, but it will always be controversial; the spiral that defines the interior is an undeniably tricky venue for art.