Pulse from the Inside.
I was lucky enough to work at Girls’ Club booth Thursday Decemeber 6th 2012 the first day Pulse was open to the public.
1:10 I over shoot 395 and head across the bridge away from the fair, U
-turn.
:15 I arrive and head to Exhibitor parking without a parking pass I smile I’m charming I explain I am working in the Girls’ Club booth P1 at the fair. It doesn’t work he tells me there is no P1 (yes there is). I resort to pictures on my photo showing me helping to install the exhibition. That doesn’t work until I come across a picture of the exhibitor pass. That works in parking and it also gets me through the door. Thanks picture phone.
1:17 I arrive at the tail end of the VIP brunch there is still a crowd cruising around with yummy looking drinks. I jump right in to some groovy conversation, come up North people see us at Girls’ Club we are a private collection open to the public.
Sitting with the Art
I chat , I smooze, I get to sit with the Art. I saw a smidge of Julie Davidow’s installation on the Girls’Club facebook page put in person it’s something else, dedicate, hard, sharp, flowing. Sitting there with it for hours I see different things- ice crystals growing, vines hanging, cobwebs wafting. You must see this in person, the delicacy of the pencil contrasts with the crispness of the paint panels, they pull on each other and is beautiful and unexpected. I would love that in the living room lovely and creeping.
2:10 I go to get coffee perhaps the most interesting part of my pulse experience. I pay a beautiful American girl for two regular coffees for me and Julie. Then I stand waiting before 3 Italians from Italy trying to make them understand what a regular American coffee is, apparently they never heard of it. Out of desperation I say Americao, which is not what I want but close enough. I guess it’s chic to have Italians that never heard of American coffee serving at a Miami Art fair
3:00pm I wonder around to see what’s happening. I fall head long into The Residence Gallery’s Liam Ryan technique. Multi, multi layered paint and shining phalo blue, metallic looking and varnished. I can smell the varnish literally (I can really smell it, must have been just done). All the things I love are in this painting. I could eat it, I am happy
Over at the Danziger Gallery there are the Large format photographs by Hendrik Kerstens of a large eyes, full lipped Flemish looking beauty. I am such an old fashioned girl, love it.
And last but not least for the truly old fashioned girl in me we have photos the stiff muscle rippling winged Gods of Sumeria giving Egypt a run for its money, Hammurabi any one? I’m at the Shoshana Wayne Gallery we
have photos of the Gods by themselves a little soft focused which freaks me out a little. Then some works are two photographs combined into one with carefully integrated in little squares, two in one. Neat but I’m all about the Gods, soaring the stiff, they are close to what I am working on right now.
3:40 Back to the booth
Ingrid z from The Residency Gallery stops by and invites me and Julie Davidow to the London Art fair next month.
Someone from Cutlog an upcoming Art fair in New York stops by and leaves a postcard he was French.
I go over and look at cannonball’s (formerly Legal Art) booth and installation and intern is laying in a darkened room with headphones on beneath a contraption on which is being projected a video loop. Feel sorry for the intern she’s been in there all day, Art torture.
5:40 Scantily clad Heniken girls come around handing out free beer, I’m Saved!
The Spaniards are here! Two very nice men from Spain stop by separately. My last
name is Aldana Spanish name, we have a very nice conversation.
6pm – 7 Well dressed people continue by walk by , for once I am not over dressed, even as I wrap up at 7 they walk by squinting and peering at what is around them.
The Flying Koi Gallery 