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Build me an art crusher


A modest proposal. Since these

glossy, junky works by Jeff Koons will soon fill
Mies van der Rohe’s distinguished New National Gallery in Berlin

Can we ratchet down the roof on them?

A good use for an art museum. To crush bad art put inside of it.

I recently wasted an hour at the Jeff Koons exhibition in Chicago (closing September 21). It was far too much time to spend there. You can learn more about life today – and have a better time – by simply walking through the aisles of your local supermarket. Then I saw the same damn works by Jeff Koons again at BCAM in Los Angeles. Yes, they’re commodities.

Large, colorful and shiny, Koons’ stuff looks like it might have something to say, but after even a moment, boredom sets in and you’re ready to move on to the next piece of glitz in his charm bracelet of an oeuvre. Walking through a Koons exhibition is like clicking the remote on daytime TV cartoons and soap operas.

A Koons piece might be cute, but not clever. Funny, but not witty. It might be about sex, but not sexy. He offers a shallow youth-obsessed culture and status symbols to play with. Spending time with his baubles makes me feel like a sucker.

I agree with Tom Freudenheim’s estimation of Jeff Koons in the Wall Street Journal.
Tom and I spoke of Koons while walking to the Bernini show now at the Getty Center in Los Angeles (Bernini and the Birth of Baroque Portrait Sculpture – through October 26.) Once there, it was tragic to think of Jeff Koons, so we didn’t, and life improved.

The Bernini exhibition is a miracle. Drawings and bronzes and marbles (hand-made! Artists actually used to do that!) You meet the characters in Bernini’s 17th century neighborhood – the Vatican. You get to know them, their worries and their joys. Some of the heads seem to want to lean over and whisper an old joke in your ear. The sculptor showed off, in the best of all ways. With a prodigious talent and a profound curiosity about the human condition and the human drama and where our deepest emotions lead us

(That vein in the marble is more beautiful than anything in Jeff Koon’s polished plastic surgery world.)

Bernini shows how emotions and soul are displayed on our faces, our hands, the clothes we wear, in our medals and postures, in the breath in our chests that comes out through the mouths he sculpts whose lips are always in stopped motion and whose eyes tend to yearn.

In Bernini’s portraits of Popes and Cardinals and Kings wealthy businessmen and his mistress, you are pushed back as a viewer by their ambitions, seen in the ways they hold power in their bodies.

You can tell after while which of the leaders is a fraud. Which stand for good and which don’t. One or two of the powerful men in marble simply would not look at me, no matter where I stood.

These works are displayed without protective glass, in a gorgeous installation that evokes Bernini’s era and milieu. It is a true wonder to see up close, enough Berninis to follow his development, and not so many that you’re overloaded, as happens in Italy. The number of sculptures allows us to see the range of human emotions. Bernini, despite the hypocrisy of his age, retained faith in humanity.

In this day when elitism is condemned, it’s good to remember what good it can bring us. Koons and Bernini both needed patrons. That hasn’t changed. The quality of the thought and the art has. Bernini’s complexity raises questions and takes positions. You know that the thinks that Thomas Baker, the English businessman who could pay more than a king for a portrait by Bernini, is simply a buffoon. You see this in the way Bernini lays his mop of a coif’ on top of his blank eyes.

There’s not much inside. It’s all for show. Self-love is empty. Would that Jeff Koons would take such a stand!

If you’re in L.A. see Bernini. If you’re in Berlin, huff and puff and hope the roof falls.

Top two Bernini photographs courtesy of the Getty
Third and fourth Bernini photographs: Monica Almeida/The New York Times, which has a wonderful slideshow and review by Holland Cotter.

Bottom Bernini photo of Thomas Baker: Victoria and Albert Museum, London, England


Renzo’s looking good in Chicago


Approaching Renzo Piano’s Modern Wing at the Art Institute of Chicago, from Michigan Avenue.

That’s it on the right. The “flying carpet” stands out. Reminds one of a cross between a cantilevered Frank Lloyd Wright roof, and a Miesian modernist flat roof.

And flying across Monroe Street is the Nichols Bridgeway, designed by Piano.

A straight pedestrian bridge, contrasting with Frank Gehry’s curvy, winding bridge, which also originates in Millennium Park.

But I say close Monroe Street, the street between the Art Institute and Millennium Park. Make the park a sculpture garden of the museum, and make it easier to get families from the park into the Art Institute.

When they close the street for repairs or any reason, the cars simply go around and take another route. It’s not difficult. Maybe with gas prices going up we’ll realize that cities are not for driving through anyway.

If Monroe isn’t going to be closed, please update the (new) streetlights. Have Renzo Piano design something contemporary. Those aggregate and concrete shafts with their plastic retro globes are not good enough for the site, between two modernist masterworks, Millennium Park and the Art Institute Modern Wing. This small area of the city should scream “Design!” as LaSalle Street boldly says “Money,” North Michigan Avenue says “Shopping” and Dearborn says “Business.”

Back to the Art Institute. A friend says the Nichols Bridgeway currently looks like an arm in a sling. That’ll change when the stainless steel mesh is installed on the sides.

Here’s how it meets the Art Institute. Looks a little clunky for now, like an add-on, which it was. But we’ll wait to see. Those I know who’ve been up there say the views are spectacular, of the buildings on the Michigan Avenue streetwall and of Millennium Park, especially of Gehry’s bandshell and trellis. The experience of rising up above the city, through the trees, seeing the lake and crossing the street should also be thrilling. A little like rising up vertically and forward in Renzo Piano’s escalators at his (with Richard Rogers) Pompidou Center in Paris.

That having been said, the building, while a winner, is too large and tall for its park setting. Particularly when seen from the east.

From the lakefront, or from Columbus Drive, built Chicago used to stop on the west side of Michigan Avenue. Now, with this behemoth, the built environment encroaches a couple of blocks closer to the lake. Into the park. Into the much needed open space parkland of a big noisy city. And is that east wall of the Modern Wing nearly windowless?

Add this structure to the list of what’s been going up in Chicago’s lakefront parks and you have a disturbing trend. The enlarged Soldier Field. Millennium Park. The Notebaert Nature Museum. Even the kiosks around Buckingham Fountain. All are worthy. Some are great places, amenities to the city in their ways. But we can not abandon or trample on our “Forever Open, Clear and Free” lakefront. The latest battle of course is the Children’s Museum which also wants to build at the end of Gehry’s bridge in Daley Bicentennial Park. Reminds me of Washington D.C. where the National Mall is being overbuilt with war monuments and other construction.

Of course the views from the inside the Modern Wing of the Art Institute will be good, given its once-protected park setting.

The facade seen from just inside Millennium Park. You see aluminum, steel, glass and- Indiana limestone, that last blends with the Art Institute’s 1893 Beaux-Arts building to the right.
If you closed Monroe Street you could continue this “creek” up to (and into!) the new Modern Wing.

Piano’s roof looks neoclassical, as at an Italian villa.

The facade is so clear to read, in a modernist way, like the Chicago street grid, or the surveyor’s plots.

Remember, Chicago’s official motto is “Urbs in Horto” – City in a Garden.
I say more horto, less urbs on the lakefront from now on.

But this building, in its quiet elegant way is a beautiful sculpture itself. Here it is at the “magic hour” of dusk.

The thin columns look like pencils or paint brushes. Piano’s “flying carpet” roof is to provide interesting, changing light in which to view the art in the galleries beneath it. It’ll be filtered through this steel mesh, and through translucent vellum. The light should appear alive and make the rooms, and the art, breathe.

And from well inside Millennium Park.

From underneath Frank Gehry’s trellis at the bandshell in Millennium Park.


I hope the throngs descend on the Art Institute Modern Wing as they did at last week’s Chicago Blues Festival:

Update: Blair Kamin gets an inside look at the as-yet-unfinished galleries.

“Here’s a prediction about the Art Institute of Chicago’s modern and contemporary art wing that opens next May: The third-floor galleries, which overlook Millennium Park, will be hailed by critics and the public as some of the most beautiful rooms in Chicago.”

*On the exterior, this is something of a contemporary, light version of Mies’ columns and glass box at his New National Gallery in Berlin,

a building I once walked through with Renzo Piano, as he expressed his admiration of it to me.

Photograph of Frank Gehry’s bridge by “i_am_hydrogen”

A bear is loose in Mies’ National Gallery!


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