Schroth Top 10
The hunt for great art was on for Trevor Schoonmaker at Art Basel Miami Beach 2012.
This big sexy portrait by Barkley L. Hendricks (above) was a highlight of Art Basel Miami Beach. Note her shoes!
Sarah Schroth, our interim director and Nancy Hanks Senior Curator, rounded a corner in the Projects section of Art Basel Miami Beach on Wednesday and stopped cold. She stood before the back wall of Arratia Beer’s gallery space and stared. At first you see geometric shapes and colors; then you realize each piece is broken and carefully placed into a mosaic. Lovely!
An artist’s influences are always fascinating. When the Nasher Museum presents contemporary art, our curators often talk about it in an art historical context. Brazilian artist Vik Muniz makes that pretty easy for us sometimes, especially when he literally lists his connections with famous, deceased artists in the titles of his work.
Yesterday in Miami we caught up with Petah Coyne, whose monumental sculpture anchors the front gallery of our permanent collection. Her new chandelier sculpture is on view in Galerie Lelong’s booth at Art Basel Miami Beach.
“The Nasher Museum is so important to me; it set the bar very high,” Petah said.
Even before setting foot in Art Basel Miami Beach (which opens today), we found a lot to inspire us last night in a big white tent–the new satellite fair Project Miami in the Midtown/Wynwood Art District.
Trevor Schoonmaker, simply used his feet–for a total of about 30 hours of walking–to find great art at Art Basel Miami Beach. He took a pass on the glitz, but enjoyed connecting with friends and colleagues. He also loved the performances this year.
All morning we crisscrossed Miami in search of great contemporary art. This was easy because our student intern Katrina is a Miami native with a car! First stop: the Rubell Family Collection in the design district, anticipating Jennifer Rubell’s annual interactive breakfast installation. We stood in line briefly to accept cups of fresh yogurt from two attendants in white coats solemnly tending their yogurt crop in a glass-enclosed lab. We trotted our yogurt cups over to the honey station, which we decided was a live beehive, dripping from a sterile white cube suspended overhead. Soon we were quite thticky.