I went to New York for the third time in a year this October half term – the first time was for a college tour last October and then I was there again with friends in the summer. I always love discovering new things to do and places to go, so the Whitney was a pleasant surprise (along with my much-anticipated Judd Foundation visit of course!) on this particular trip, and I finally managed to walk the High Line too. In the summer, it was undoubtedly our dinner at Traif in Williamsburg that made the holiday, but this time the NYC itinerary was specifically art-focussed, and hence there was rather a lot of traipsing around galleries and museums.
What we didn’t expect to see at the Guggenheim was a congregation of transportation boxes ready to be levered open for a new exhibition. I thought this was in fact far more visually exiting than a full-blown show (and particularly refreshing after a moderate bout of art overload towards the end of the week). The way the clean architectural lines interacted with this jumbled cluster was certainly intriguing. I spent time wandering and listening to Kraftwerk, and the title of their 2005 album Minimum-Maximum seemed apt in conveying the juxtaposition of Minimalist sculptures at the MoMA with details from rapturous Reniassance masterpieces at the Met.