‘Tis the season to be overwhelmed with art. December is Art Basel time in Miami. It certainly has become one of the largest art fairs in the world…and that’s good and bad.
I always have mixed feelings about this massive art fair that has spread from Miami Beach web-like to art fairs all through the Miami Midtown/Wynwood Design District area.
Actually the word on the streets this year is that the major focus has shifted from South Beach to Wynwood and midtown, the up and coming design and art district.
I love seeing the new art all smashed in to one small area.
It’s the only way I know to see such a broad slice of what artists are currently doing outside the magazine pages of the popular arts magazines. And art is always better up close and personal.
Miami is within driving distance for us. We love Miami’s energy even in the off times, so it doesn’t take much incentive for us to jump in the car and travel down I-95 to the Beach.
Much of the massive art fair can seem so hyped and frantic. So this year I decided to select a few of the relatively smaller venues and just try to let it wash over me gently.
It helped that I had my good friend from Virginia with me. When we walked into the Art Miami tent, husbands in tow, it’s all there. And it is magic. Just like Willy Wonka for art fanatics.
The crowds swarmed through the streets, taxis honking, palm trees swaying. And the warm tropical sun made My Beloved Brit a truly happy man. He still seemed happy even inside the art tent and managed not to complain once.
There is so much art, it is difficult to see everything and keep it all in perspective. But it is thrilling.
The variety this year was interesting. But what I noticed after winding through the maze of gallery exhibitions was how much of it revolved around personal, human images.
No matter which way we turned, the eyes seemed to follow you. And the interpretation of the human face was as varied as the materials.
Some was calming, but much was frantic. Is this the current human condition of uncertainty?
I’ll have to think about that.
Loved the first paintings at the entrance the most. I’m old school like that, lol. The Bunny Wedding was striking and creepy at the same time, lol. I liked the reversed embroidered face as well. Clever.
There was so much, and I love seeing it all. I must admit though, I gravitate to the kinder and gentler art:)