Showing posts with label graffiti. Show all posts
Showing posts with label graffiti. Show all posts
7.23.2009
6.14.2009
Whole in the Wall
Aye dios mio. I went to the Helenbeck Gallery today on 35th n 10th to see "Whole in the Wall" which features great graffiti artists like Banksy and Blek le Rat. If you have time and are willing to trek out to some new part of the city, I suggest you go see it. Here are a few photos to give you a taste. There is just one room where they combine graffiti art with fabulous 17th cent french art, but it is totally worth it (free admission! open till june27th) the regular exhibits are well worth looking into as well.
Thanks to Gabby for conjuring up an address for me when my technologically-outdated newspaper clipping was blown away and I couldn't find the gallery.
6.02.2009
Up!
I saw Up! today, in magical Disney 3D. (If kids were inspired by Disney Princesses, how are they handling 3d movies today?) I actually got caught up in the movie. Great action, very exciting. Two scenes I liked: The beautiful awkward moment when the young boy talks about his father and his step mom. And a hilarious moment when the Alpha-dog talks for the first time. I was laughing really loudly, but that might have been because the Pixar short in the beginning was hilarious and put me in a good mood. Pixar should get an award solely for the credits, because they make them beautiful and interesting every time.
A great review of the movie. Google Botero:
"In time Carl and Russell, an irritant whose Botero proportions recall those of the human dirigibles in “Wall-E,” float to South America where they, the house and the movie come down to earth. Though Mr. Docter’s visual imagination shows no signs of strain here — the image of Carl stubbornly pulling his house, now tethered to his torso, could have come out of the illustrated Freud — the story grows progressively more formulaic. " - NY TIMES
And now for something completely different:
A great review of the movie. Google Botero:
"In time Carl and Russell, an irritant whose Botero proportions recall those of the human dirigibles in “Wall-E,” float to South America where they, the house and the movie come down to earth. Though Mr. Docter’s visual imagination shows no signs of strain here — the image of Carl stubbornly pulling his house, now tethered to his torso, could have come out of the illustrated Freud — the story grows progressively more formulaic. " - NY TIMES
And now for something completely different:
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