Bay Area fun-seekers: assemble a team and submit an application to enter the SF MoMA Scavenger Hunt by September 25th. The hunt kicks off on September 30th covering all 49 square miles of San Francisco with 100 clues and 9 hours to track down as many as possible of the required "strange and wonderful objects, many of which relate to artworks in the SFMOMA collection". Besides fame, glory, the intrigue, and the opportunity to participate in a really bizarre art project, the winning team will also receive a $4000 cash prize.


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Hat tip to fabulous Fecal Face.

It costs $20 to get into NYC's MoMA, the same price as Jason Polan's self-published book The Every PIece Of Art In the Museum Of Modern Art Book. Skip the lines and crowds and art history lesson in exchange for the sketchbook interpretation of the January 2005 collection.


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Hat tip to Gawker

So, the missus and I wanted to go see a movie this weekend, but we've seen just about everything that's out that interests us. Then I read in the listings that Psycho was playing at the Museum of Modern Art, as part of this Douglas Gordon exhibition. Now, I like a scary movie and so does the wife, so we were pretty excited.

We got to the museum as soon as it opened on Sunday, at 10:30am. We were a little shocked that it was $20 each to get in-- but hey, it's a classic! We raced to the screening room so as not to miss the beginning.

Okay, now I've got a bone to pick here. I know, I know, I always do. But c'mon, this guy Hitchcock is known as a "master of suspense"? Now, I am not an expert, but master of suspense my ass! Anthony Perkins was holding that knife over Janet Leigh for 15 minutes before he started stabbing her! She easily could have gotten away!


Plus: No popcorn.

Five hours later this film was still going on, and believe me, not much had happened. The missus likes those slow French films that bore me to death, but even she was tired of this. When it was advertised as 24 Hour Psycho, I just thought that meant there were multiple screenings.

So we walked out and looked at some of Gordon's videos. There's this video of an elephant playing dead.



Supposedly it was filmed at Gagosian. Now, I'm not an expert, but if that's art, then this must be a masterpiece.



Anyway, it was a disappointing day, to say the least. But when I got home I saw we had a videotape of The Birds, so I popped it in the VCR. And damn if that Douglas Gordon isn't on to something: I put the movie on pause/still for 48 hours, and I understood layers of complexity I'd never gotten before. I'll never look at time the same way again.