On view through November 9th are Kiki Smith River Light and Outlooks: Martha Tuttle, two separate exhibitions that share an installation art character in that they are made of many parts, but otherwise very different in feel and temperament.
This film is not for everybody.
To anyone that loves finding poetry in grotesque abjection: watch it. Try to sit through the whole thing. You can do it, and you will love it because it hurts. Matthew Barney made me think about my insides for about 7 hours.
But is any of that in the art? Is Mark Benson in the art? Is there heart in the art? No. It’s all too cynical. There is too much about other people and their stuff, and their stories – those dead vanished people and their awesome weekends.