15Feb

If you want an unfiltered perspective, untainted by diplomacy, consult a dog.

To that point, witness our recent visit to view Ai Weiwei’Sunflower Seeds installation at the Mary Boone Gallery in Chelsea. Given the artist/activist’s reputation, our expectations were high.  (Time Magazine included him in their Persons of the Year issue. Click HERE to read that interview.  And Art Review declared him the art world’s most powerful figure. Click HERE to read more at Art Review.)

Sunflower Seeds had been on display previously (in a much larger form) at London’s Tate Museum and was composed of over 100 MILLION hand-painted porcelain sunflower seeds. To create these numerous mini sculptures, Ai Weiwei employed a great many of the residents of Jingdezhen, the Northern Chinese City made famous for crafting the finest porcelain for over 1800 years. Ultimately, it took 1,600 helpers to turn Ai Weiwei’s concept into reality.

'Sunflower Seeds' installed at the Tate Modern. Photo:Tate Photography

This video, featuring an extensive interview with the artist, reveals his painstaking and detailed process and can be viewed by clicking HERE. It’s fascinating, heartfelt and gives great context to the work.

Here’s what the Tate had to say about the installation:

Sunflower Seeds invites us to look more closely at the ‘Made in China’ phenomenon and the geo-politics of cultural and economic exchange today… Each piece is a part of the whole, a commentary on the relationship between the individual and the masses. The work continues to pose challenging questions: What does it mean to be an individual in today’s society? Are we insignificant or powerless unless we act together? What do our increasing desires, materialism and number mean for society, the environment and the future?

Installed at Mary Boone, here in Manhattan, the exhibit was not an interactive one as it was in London, where visitors were allowed to walk on the sprawling carpet of seeds. Toxic ceramic dust was a by-product of that interaction, so in NYC, visitors were allowed only to gaze upon the seeds, which were shaped into a gravely carpet with sloping borders, monitored by a watchful guard.

While we were struck by the beauty and detail of these three million seed replicas, all assembled in a tidy fashion within the space, I must admit that we didn’t experience an emotional response to the work.

And apparently, neither did Fern and Theodore.

Despite the formal atmosphere and hushed tones of the gallery, the dogs made their opinions of Sunflower Seeds crystal clear.

First, there was the eye rolling…

…then, obvious declarations of boredom

and then, finally, submission to the lack of interest, segueing into utter fatigue.

It’s not that the dogs don’t revere Ai WeiWei and his accomplishments, but works of art featuring whirligigs, chaseable animals and other kinetic attributes are more likely to result in pricked ears and full-on attention.

I don’t know if anyone else has ever fallen asleep in the exhibition space at the Mary Boone, but perhaps Theodore and Fern felt it was important to contribute to the work in their own special way. The humans were simply grateful that snoring wasn’t part of their performance.

Regardless of the dogs’ response, and their humans’ lack of emotional connection to the piece as well, we still have a tremendous respect for Ai Weiwei. Watching the video (link above) about the evolution of the piece and his thoughts behind the concept make the artist’s vaunted status in the art/activism world clear.

He’s a visionary with a purpose, and that’s something we’ll always admire.

28Jan

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Blustery weekends characterized by a wintry mix of rain, snow and occasional sunshine, call for a rejiggering of the routine. So, when friends Natalya, Sumin and Kiersten paid us a visit in Vermont with dogs in tow, we decided to try out a new game for the dogs which we have lovingly dubbed, Smell My Feet.

Smell My Feet is our crude attempt to get the dogs interested in scent tracking. My clever dog-training-competition-winning-cousin Wendy, once advised me to rub the soles of my shoes with Vienna sausages and make tracks in the grass for Theo to follow. But since there were no Vienna sausages on hand (and let me tell you there were grumbles of displeasure amongst the dogs when the larder was declared devoid of said sausages) we used dried beef and liver morsels instead.

While the dogs waited in the distance, we dropped treats to the ground in a straight line, Little Red Riding Hood style, proscribing a short, straight, 6-10 foot path after shuffling the earth flat with the bottoms of our boots.  Here’s Fern at the ready, paw raised in anticipation, poised to point the way….and Theo, with his big schnoz in the air, hoping to memorize the position, olfactory-style, of each tasty bit dropped on our make-shift path.

I must say, it’s much easier to conduct a game of this kind when the grass is short and green and the treats stand out in sharp relief.  We found ourselves declaring in exasperated tones: Now, WHERE does the path start? I’ve forgotten! But the dogs had a ball sniffing about, their noses wiggling excitedly as they tracked down those tasty snackables.

Later, we took a hike up the mountain…with three SLR cameras among us and multiple iphone cameras at the ready.

What a bunch of photo nerds we are.

We spied this smiling creature, (below) along the way, as she dashed about the mountain path. Isn’t that a sparkling smile? She looks like a laugh riot and a bundle of love!

As the day wound down, we retreated indoors, and Natalya sat sketching the pooches in various pensive states…

And not long after, Oscar turned in for a nap. Here he is, sweetly covering his muzzle, which somehow seems to improve the quality of his sleep. I wonder if this is a bit like sucking one’s thumb. It looks so comforting, doesn’t it?

Theodore took one last snooze in front of the Sparkle Tree. We were sorry to relegate our aluminum Tannenbaum to the basement once again…

But onward and into 2012 we go, as surely, there will be more games ahead before Winter beats a hasty retreat!