High energy and high spirits reigned over the rainy week in Miami. My wall sculptures hung in good company salon-style at Fridge on Miami Beach. The bronze Colossal AcornHead occupied a special niche at the expansive X-Contemporary fair in the Wynwood Art District. X-Contemporary was cool, featuring exhibitions of 60s paintings by Grace Hartigan, Keith Haring’s Pop Shop 10-panel mural, and a show of postcard collages by Basquiat. The programming at X varied daily – a full schedule of shows with artists from Colombia, Iran, U.S., Peru, Norway, Cuba, and wide-ranging presentations on subjects such as female avatars, skateboard art, and Russian prisoners sculpting with bread dough (and more).
I was excited by a lot more art than I imagined possible crunching through the Costco-like aisles of galleries at different fairs. A few favorites: Do Ho Suh, Jacques Flechemuller, Annie Morris, Jockum Nordstrom, and Cristina Cordova. I didn’t try to hit every fair, and took many more photos as notes on materials.
Amidst the crowds, the dollar signs, the traffic, the rain, one of my favorite poems kept coming back to me. Simply titled Poem, by Frank O’Hara:
Lana Turner has collapsed! I was trotting along and suddenly it started raining and snowing and you said it was hailing but hailing hits you on the head hard so it was really snowing and raining and I was in such a hurry to meet you but the traffic was acting exactly like the sky and suddenly I see a headline LANA TURNER HAS COLLAPSED! there is no snow in Hollywood there is no rain in California I have been to lots of parties and acted perfectly disgraceful but I never actually collapsed oh Lana Turner we love you get up
My thanks go out to friends who helped support this mission – I dedicate this Sly & the Family Stone song to you: Everybody is a Star