We waited until the lines dissipated to see the new Broad Contemporary Art Museum at LACMA. The cool recycled street lamps numbering dozens and spray painted white had teased us for a while. The stairs on the side of the building leading almost to nowhere with red railings nearly compelled us to join the lines of yuppies and art farts months ago.
Heck, we should've dove in because the Broad was well worth it. They had Jeff Koons giant animal balloons that were truly awesome. There was Ruscha, Jasper Johns, Warhol, Lichtenstein, and other brilliant artists. But I gotta say, the giant double-wide elevator impressed me the most. It had one of my favorite writer's quotes: "If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stomping on a human face." That'd be Orwell, ladies and gent. What a plebian, eh?
We visited the Cheech Marin collection and were disappointed. There was a lot of grody art in there that looked like the book covers of tons of Latin-themed literature - like a kiddie-drawn girl on a bed weightless in the air. Dreamy shit...magical realism is such a yawner. There are a few exceptions like the work of Gronk. On the other hand, the Phantom Sightings: Art after the Chicano Movement was tremendous. I especially like Julio Cesar Morales' interpretation of illegal immigrants' attempts to slip into this country, such as hiding inside car seats. Very sad and funny at the same time.
Anyhoo, modern and contemporary art is the way to go. Adios for now.
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