There were a couple of highlights that did grab my attention through my frustration and body aches. The first was Joachim Schonfeldt's sculptural piece at Goodman Gallery out of Johannesburg - a little creepy that it was taxadermy but no less moving:
Another highlight were all the works at Galeria Filomena Soares. Red sequence sneakers hanging from a rope - like a gay ghetto where we would through shoes over a powerline. Also, an animated chicken surrounded by golden eggs in egg creates.
I also stopped at Anthony James' light box from Nicolas Robinson Gallery. Of course there were tons of light boxes in Miami in December, so I wasn't suprised to see it, but always a fan of aspen trees, loved the mixture of nature/glass/mirror/light.
And again, not to sound pretenious or jaded, but it really was more of the same and I cannot stress how crowded it was even for a New Yorker who lives in Midtown. I was seriously tripping over people on every step. This is the second year in a row that travel plans limited my time at the Armory Show. For next year I will have to schedule a day off work to really experience the art and decide if the show competes with Miami; beacuse after today the Armory show cannot hold a candle to the level of work and the inspriation found at Art Basel Miami Beach. Hitting the Pulse and Scope shows tomorrow and Friday, respectively - hopefully they will change my feelings about this fair.
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