Luka's Arts In NYC

I think that Sigurdardottir changed my perspective of art by showing that it is never truly finished. She did this because she re-created pieces that were made previously that were hundreds of years old. She repainted them and put them in different set ups and made these pieces have a completely different visual affect and tone than the originals. For example, the room that she painted all white with mirrors was completely different from the original version. The older version was very colorful and had a sense of old age. It gave this sense of the eras when kings and queens still existed. The piece stuck out. But for her version she made it all white with mirrors. This first gave the room this sense of the stereotypical future. Everything is white and bright. But it also gave this sense of uniformity. In the original one while there was a pattern there was a general color. Whereas when she painted it she made the room completely white as if to say that there is nothing to distinguish it from any other room. She was proving that art changes with time and that by changing a few simple things, such as color; art can be formed into something completely different.

The way that the Boiseries changed the way I looked at the museum by messing with my idea of space. You never think of a room being able to fit inside of a room. She was very good at making space almost seem like an illusion. Like when she did the piece where every wall got small and smaller it give you the sense that the room that you are in is huge because it can fit this whole mass of a room in it. She really made the space of the Met seem different and made our interpretation of space warp with the difference in the size of the room and the size of the piece. Rooms are supposed to be large and life scale, but these were at most a few inches taller than me and not very wide at all.

I don’t really see how this piece in particular changed the way we viewed the city except for if we use it by saying since the piece represent the idea of ever-changing and never permanent, you can say the city is like that. The city is never permanent. There always people moving in and out of it. There are always store closing and new stores taking place, the MTA changes the schedules even. There is no such thing as something in the city that is completely unchangeable. I think that is what this piece is saying. Nothing is ever truly finished. Nothing can ever truly stop changing.