I don't have to tell you that the reason that so many of us are gathered together with family and friends is to celebrate the birthday of a very special person; Louise Bourgeois. LB turns 97 yrs old today, and she's had a mighty big year, what with a traveling retrospective (scheduled to open at the Hirshhorn in February) and such.
This opening scene from Jean-Pierre Jeunet's The City of Lost Children approximates what I imagine Christmas Chez Bourgeois to be like:
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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Saturday, December 22, 2007
When Santa Attacks II
So fond am I of last year's Christmas picture of Curry Mendes nearly being mauled by the Santa at the Yankee Clipper, I was going to post it again here. Instead, I've decided to embark on an annual series that explores the darker side of Santa in all its permutations.
Down in the West Village on Friday, we came across an operation churning out multitudes of chocolate Santas of all sizes.
The effect of the sight was some seemingly unholy production in preparation for a Santa clone war.
These elven entities, part Borg, part Terminator, all dark chocolate, rising out of the primordial soup to insinuate themselves into your season of peace, before shifting shape to reap a havoc on your holidaze from which you can't escape. No, you can't.
I dedicate the following yuletide message to Curry Mendes who is moving to LA this weekend. Have a Beary Christmas everyone!
Update: Ok, shortly after having written this post, I realized that that wonked out chocolate factory was Maccarone and what we were seeing was a Paul McCarthy installation.
Update II: Apparantly, them's ain't trees in Santa's arms.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Christmas strikes again in Beacon
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