I don’t really have a lot to say about it. It was just so great to get out of the house, see some art, and I still can’t get over that the Whitney is just a few blocks from where I live (for non-New Yorkers it used to be uptown). I can see those Edward Hoppers any time I want, so easily.
The piece that engaged me the most was Alejandro “Luperca” Morales’s Juarez Archive. Because of the pandemic he couldn’t go to his hometown, Ciudad Juárez. So he downloaded images from Google maps, made them into slides, and put them into tiny, children’s viewfinders and you had to put them up to your eye to see the pictures. I can’t tell you how much I loved looking into those viewfinders and seeing the images he chose. Maybe because it had a nostalgic, story time feel to it, but I went down the entire wall and looked at every one.
I also loved the night time photographs of L.A. taken by Guadalupe Rosales, Jane Dickson’s painting of a motel … I should have taken better notes.
This is looking down on Alia Farid’s Palm Orchard, which was on the sixth-floor balcony.