This Winter, Black Pussy, and Requiem for the XX Century
I went to Chelsea and Greenwich today to check out some shows with Chris, Emily, and Pam.
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Urs Fischer, You at GBE
Our first stop was to see Urs Fischer at Gavin Brown. The show was made up of one intsallation entitled You which has left the gallery itself as one large pit of dirt and ruble. In order to enter the main space you had to duck through a small doorway which lead you into a smaller version of the next gallery space. This room had small light fixtures and mini outlets that were rather adorable. Once you got past that you entered the larger space that was pretty much the same thing but to full scale. I was really into the scale change once you re entered the smaller version. It actually was really cleverly done and took a bit to notice the shifting of scales.
After that we went to Maccarone who was showing Paul McCarthy's chocolate Santa's with butt plugs. I had already checked the show out online and the experience was just about the same. The only exception was that you could sample the chocolate which I must say was rather rich. If your interested you can order your own Paul McCarthy chocolate sculpture online for $100 here.

Yasumasa Morimura A Requiem: Where is the Dictator?
We then proceeded to several other shows including a group show at Casey Kaplan entitled This Winter. I was kind of stoked to see my current art crush Trisha Donelly's piece Untitled which consisted of two photographs of swords. Mathew Marks had work from Charles Ray, and we also saw David Zwirner's massive installation of the late Jason Rhodes, Black Pussy. But of all of them the show I remember most fondly was Yasumasa Morimura's Requiem for the XX Century; Twilight of the Turbulent Gods at Luhring Augustine. I enjoyed the show but I was more captivated by a piece titled,A Requiem: Where is the Dictator? The photograph, a parody of Charlie Chaplin's The Great Dictator, shows "Hitler" in front of a group of press mics, and a dildo. If you look closely you will notice that he has in fact wet his pants.










